Vessel of The Void Lyrics

Maran atha!
Opening of the outer non-sphere
dreaming the shape, the gate and the entrance
Striving upwards, the craving to touch the none
this shell is yearning, crying for such
Light, unreachable, distant
yet present in front of the hands
that constantly try to touch
but all escapes from their grasp
The warmth and the cold ceases
within the rays of thy
and the flow, not to be seen
yes, this shell, craves for thee
The pain embraces
the ribcage of the flesh
it pulses together
with the solitary heart
The sorrow travels
through the flesh nerve network
entwining itself
with the core of the vessel

Opening be praised!
As the dire winds bluster through
the cavities and holes of the love
The outer non-sphere
spill the shining bliss, pour thy joy
most beautiful, so sincere
Drops of brightest light
dripping from thy pitcher held high
in silence profound
Slithering through this dry larynx
this gaping mouth with cracked lips
starving for thee, only for thee

As weak flesh trembles
it is not alone in the fall
for even the mightiest will perish
due to the weight of the soul

In the front of the presence
the source never revealed
How tiny the world becomes
unvealing what it truly is

Marana tha!
Invisable, omni-present!
The bleak are the fields of interior
cold like the lonely heart
that needs thy command in order to pulse
So come, pour, descent, rain down
from the highest of the depths profound
from the silence behind every sound
to engulf, impregnate this craving ground

The bliss embraces
the ribcage of the flesh
it pulses toghther
with the heart in love
The silence travels
through the flesh nerve network
entwining itself
with the core of this vessel

Immersing be prised!
As the zephyr caresses
the forests and hills of love
The outer non-sphere
spill the blessings, pour the joy
most beautiful, so sincere
In the hidden place
behind all waves and cycles
the song is sang
in silence profound
May its tone be heard
its words remembered carved within
the lifes' very structure

Come light, coil!
This flesh is the vessel of the void
Fertile be this soil
This soul is the vessel of thy void
Come! Let this blood boil
This spirit is the vessel of the void
Come and never recoil!
This being is the vessel of thy void!