The Catacombs - Shadow of Intent, Jason Evans, Dickie Allen

Unforeseen this realm gives way to me

A demon unlatched from its keep

Why do they stalk me in the shadows of my fate

Hail the darkened shrine

Circumvented womb of cessation

Forsake the light

Inhale pestilence

I dissipate from the realm of luminescent demiurge

To a chamber of blackened light and tainted oxygen

Filling my lungs with the stench of death

Misery fails to outweigh my fear

Blackness personified

The plight emerges and invites me in

Lapse of control, a shallow breath in litany

Claustrophobic, the walls seem to be closing in

Inhaling pestilence

The Library devours all who attest the divinity of its ancient design

Inhale the pestilence, forsake the light

Silenced has forever been the light of day

Defy your desire and kneel to me

Find solace in the darkness, within the scars healing

For only demise will restore the feeling of life

Obsessive, possessive

Follow me and you’ll find I’m entitled as fuck

And I’ll take what is mine

If you’ve got what I want

Then get ready to fall

Because I’ll leave you with nothing

I’m taking it all

Shroud of confusion surrounds me

Should I kill myself or everyone arround me

Will I ever find the answer to my question?

Will I ever recognize my own reflection

I’m a walking contradiction made in flesh

A mere discrepancy

Blurring lines where the lies and the truths meet

Paranoid and fixated on my own death

No matter how much that I chase it still eludes me

Petrified and surrounded by demise

Immeasurable power even in infancy

Shall we be undone in the darkness

Such devastation corrupts my mind

The plight emerges and invites me in

Lapse of control, a shallow breath in litany

Claustrophobic, the walls seem to be closing in

Inhaling pestilence

Silenced has forever been the light of day

Defy your desire and kneel to me

Find solace in the darkness, within the scars healing

For only demise will restore the feeling of life

Hail the darkened shrine

Forsake the light

Let the pestilence consume you

Circumvented womb of cessation

A multitude of wraiths embodied

Shrouding the monolith

The spire ripe with condemned containment

Nevertheless the guarded crusade attained

Harnessing the power within

The doomed immortalized

Harnessing the power within

Inhale the pestilence

Forsake the light