Murmurs of the Aging Vessel Lyrics

Grandiose attendant in my visions,
Provider of this sense of Oneiromancy...
By day and night, to last in exclamation...
I hold you responsible, I hold you in my altar of flames,
Suspended as the fumes intoxicating the air that I breathe...

My skin, resembling the texture of marble,
Growing old and becoming ever more flammable,
Inebriated for the somberly descent...

Closer and closer, to an end that shines the everlasting void,
Older and older, enduring the ominous recollection of time!

The trading in effect... my soul for a glimpse of elucidation!

No hope shall overcome the reverence I feel,
Further than the canonizations observed in the deep!
Time, the mirror that tutors, wall that reflects
The fundaments of this growing deformation...

Colder and colder, my path is formed in a crystallizing ground!
A castle of stone, built in a thin layer of glass...

Readier than ever, I myself shall drum the sword down,
Ready to break, ready to fall!

Aging side by side, with the whispering death,
The sounding background that sang me to the grave!