On a Journey Sublunaris - Needless

Civilizations still bear the cost of the first thought

Which travels through tired ages, older than we ever know

To suffer through this life is to leave the burden of great untold

The rapturous end, tempting lands of secrets to be known

The Stability and moral doctrine are built from blood spilled by the sword.

— From mortal coil, ashes bulit the gates for both cinder and shiny marble…

…yet to be seen

But none shall return

Go on a journey Sublunaris

Between Earth and Moon

Above stone and soil

Through oceans and mountains

To the edge of this world

Travellers, bringers of sin

Curse their own selves

Under a dim beholder

The entity of their apprehension

Can they reach final tranquility?

The first fear, the first steps from a dying paradise

The dreaming, from vision of hungry minds

Denomination rose above

Go on a journey Sublunaris

Between Earth and Moon

Above stone and soil

Through oceans and mountains

To the edge of this world

Travellers, bringers of sin

Curse their own selves

Under a dim beholder

Your god’s shade follows you

Let It save you from phobia agnostos

Yet to be seen

But none shall return!

So go on a journey Sublunaris

Between Earth and Moon

Above stone and soil

Through oceans and mountains

To the edge of this world

Travellers, bringers of sin

Curse their own selves

Under a dim beholder