Cold Morning Fears - Blaze of Perdition

Like Shiva in the circle of Samsara

In halo of nails I dance

Phantoms, flowing through my veins

I wander through the maze

Of intoxicated mind

The elixir from the land of peace

In my unconsciousness I search for release

I cross the portals of insight

To escape the poison of life

Choking with phantoms of happiness

I touch both heaven and hell

And the world takes off all of its masks

Suspended in the state of neither-neither

I swim through the streams of oneiric magick

My body shivers

My feet, my hands — cold as the dead

The beat of my heart accelerates

My mind, deformed by psychoactive phlegm

Twisted images appear

Bursting out of my head

Like fragments of the world

Through this flesh of god

Like splinters of glass

Through this flesh of mine

Worms of despair are crawling

Across my orbit

New world order

To forget here and now

Mine alone to claim

My nostrils are burning with its bitter taste

The world has renounced its claims

This is me on the plinth of euphoria

The twins are closed

Third one — opened wide

Free of expectations

Free of illusions of better tomorrow

I put my universe in a pill

To traverse the other dimensions

To wander through the darkest corners of consciousness

To integrate my self with this twisted projection of existence

Cosmos in my hands

Pocket size of the universe of mine

Pupils enlarged and hastened breath

Terrifying laughter and utter fear

Life and death restrained

This is the nightmare’s beginning

This is the nightmare’s end

The closer to the end, the more I’m afraid

Life and death — manifesting themselves

The closer to the end, the more I’m afraid

Blood and tears

Cold morning fears