Strangled Within Coils - Abysmal Torment

Things seem acquired and more are lost

Such is the whole ply of the senses

Just trying to orient the self but still ever lost

A weight on the neck poised over oblivion

Waging war on the self, physically enslaved

By a shimmering world thus I behave like a man in a grave

Cause and effect are the prescribed laws

Self-deceit and delusions, the opiate of the masses

Hearken in silence

Hearken devoid of senses

Hearken in darkness

Separate from sensible things

Hearken in emptiness

Void of corporeal quantity

Hearken devoid of consciousness

Tear out the eyes and fathom what’s behind

Pierce the eardrums and listen to the hum

The innate limit falls, feel it unbind

Pendulum stands still, no age to come

Feel them, these spiral vibrations

Strangled within coils

Feel them, jolting in the veins

Strangled within coils

Feel them, in the pulsing flames

Strangled within coils

Feel them, the primordial chains

Strangled within coils