Spiritism... Around Us - Mortuary Drape

Apparition… standing in a frozen reality

Who are you… they must fulfill… must not know

Place that fall… the violet cloud… the shine opaque…

Translucent sight, remembering in confusion

What has been… what’s left undone

And then gone… And then died… down…

Lowering in fading light and seeing the gloomy fog

Is it violation of natural law

Vision of a propitiatory rite

With strange worlds and signs done with moving gestures

Hour and the voices fall in synchronicity

Fall in catalepsy giving vent the entities

Murmuring an answer with stentorian breath

With the smell and colours just the aura of death

Beside an inverted creation

Around psychic infected putrefaction

Fall down in the web of the hanged

Await in the limb of the damned

Spiritism double larvae of defuncts

Spiritism a cadaverical rest

Spiritism feel the rattle and the sigh

Spiritism lead the path the other way

Disintegrating all spiritual unity

An obsession from a deep and distant recess

The sensation does no more belong to yourself

The possession and fear someone dwells inside you

Door the opens in dangerous psychic area

The obcurrent absorbing force and breath of life

Mortuary ambient while the meeting waits for the deads

Dark procession soon you’ll take a part with all them