A mental inner vortex
  As possessions through a wolf's eye
  Envisioning the eclipse
  No longer to be blinded by a sunrise
  
  In this final benediction
  Confronted by mirage of imminent mortality
  Time's set to end the suffering
  So follow, i will cherish the secrecies of hearts
  
  Chased by the black sheperds
  Behind curtains of night
  Been found as a tool in their seduction
  Fatal haze
  
  An escape into abomination
  Perished to phasma
  Asindrome of another aeon
  Soul-obsequial inhesion
  
  Resurged in torrents of abyssmal thoughts
  Lost in a helix, blackest might
  In stealth i do seek deliverance
  In phantasmagoria, vortex utopia