Storm of Revelations - The Chasm

In this melancholic soil

Eternal remains of tears and suffering

Are the seed that I once planted

And for the withering i can see

Insane and weak presence has been here

But before i can glace the final domnation

They will experience the greatest punishment ever…

Falling from the gray skies

The perished decayed pieces of their beloved ones

Will reach their weak minds

And they will dwell together as one

For a thousand eternities

Burning in the universal path of disgrace

They will take my gift with utter respect and suffering

With my cold melodies of depression at my side

The tideless seas are on sight

Never a majestic treasure has been so damaged…

Be afraid, be very afraid, the strom is getting closer

And the revelations i have conjured

Are the cursed and heretic words of our Cult…