The Cosmic Vein - Full of Hell

A landmine underfoot, a shining light, awash and lifting

Tone burnt brain, whispering and wandering

Flesh slabs stacked, in stance belonging

Oculum hallucinantur

Grasped at chance, baleful yearning

The restlessness of pining servants

Fidem mendaces, fidem stulti

Shining light awash and stark shone against a black whippet trunk

Beaming white, «All matter is just the devil crawling back to God.»

Turn away and turn towards tone burnt beings crawling and probing

Beaming white, «All matter is just the devil crawling back to God.»

Oculum hallucinantur

Grasped at chance, baleful yearning

The restlessness of pining servants

Fidem mendaces, fidem stulti

Faith redoubled, distance standing

Blistering against the miles of desert

Spiritual deprivation, spiritual destruction

No God or harmony, no bliss, no empathy

Just a lifetime of emptiness and a belly of regret