Ceased, to Decay - Thy Primordial

Into the labyrinth of severed world!

Wherein the truth of death lies spoken in demon word

Worlds laden with fear undefiled conjured ages ago

Amongst decayed ruins of the worn labyrinth path

From the essence heart of the labyrinth old

Appears the shell of an ancient statue

Which by entering unlocketh a distant secret

To the heart of darkness in gothic earth

The darkening that plagues the realm of the ancient statue

Strange, wondrous dimensions

For thee I rise my soul

Unravel the mysteries

Provide me the entry

For I eternally desire

The step into this world

To reside beyond the death gate cycle

Fears and desires of imagely sculpture

I shred my human disguise

And tread into the ancient statue

Ceased, to decay!

From the death gate cycle I face the dark sea

By the dawning of a new age

The black waters drains me

Stalk upon the ancient statue

The netherworlds stood open

I am the guardian of the death gate cycle

The messenger that brought back it’s call

The truth of death lies open

By the demons speech of dead world

To reside beyond the death gate cycle