The Unlocking - Dodheimsgard

Weapons of mass-hypnosis

Alert resistant failure

Proudly gifted with skills

Of indoctrination

Close your eyes and follow me

And I will show you

Where to search and how to die

Hiding in glamorous smite

Provided at ground zero

A frozen echo unborn

Between worlds so deep they

Cannot be reached

In ancient urge, pretend or fly

Still your smile remains a fraud

I hail those whose pulse beats free

When strong in strangulation

Too far a journey

To hold the mask in three

Sessions for credible superior scorn

Your mind astray see only hope

In what to taste and touch

Come and take your place beside me

And clarity of vision will emerge

With weapons of mass-crises

Bewildered thoughts succeed

When basic fear reigns sublime

My heart in heaven, my soul in hell

What and who to follow

Some dead man’s division

Or lessons learned in cruelty?

Hollow heart, subsiding soul

Unhinged devastation exhumed

Take control when

Bottom-floor cracks

Unlocking hell’s prison

Hollow heart, subsiding soul

Unhinged devastation exhumed

Take control when

Bottom-floor cracks

Unlocking hell’s prison

Impermanent state contaminated

Inferior fool dement

Significant woe given

Infectious blood brewing

Destination agony

Gathering every sign

Capable of killing

A prosperous potent instinct

In willfulness like that

No answers are needed

As uncertainty becomes

The singularity

From this day on

Trapped and screaming

You will forever remain

As lost and drained as completely

Fulfilled

Take me there

To snare in attack at those

Molded in frames of suffering

Only to realise death

I hail those whose pulse beats free

When strong in strangulation

Too far a journey

To hold the mask in three

Sessions for credible superior scorn