Ethereal Slumber -

Time is coming for my corpse

In wich I am tied

Spiritually far from here

I can feel Death

Unavoidable jail for years

Madness is my ally

I hope for the vigil’s end

Waiting for the ethereal

Where the walls are like living fire

Shines and blazes in the eternal space

Fickle mind engrossed by the chords of a harmonious roar

I am the last message of the mighty oniric side

A bum of the cosmic lands

A nomad for the ages

Straight and aflame revenge of souls

Against the hell of the oppressor’s laugh

Way more than a feral beast

Far less than the human kind

A splendid immaterial pageantry

As in countless eons of eternity

Will be shown in the ages to come

As the lights of the mighty firmament