An Occult Gift Responds Lyrics

Wraith from the end, Comes once again
The great disease, The Colossal Times
It told me how, the iron goes
in the making of this arcane steel

With black eyes shut with rage,
To look deep, in deep space
I bring this occult gift,
To gain the control I need

The Universe in chaotic form,
Black holes dawn with melting cores

Vortex of Stars and dust, to tear us all apart!

With Heavy Winds, With force so unreal
I take the path to nocturnal lands

Feel this colossal times,
Reborn to bring desolation...

Mystery from ritualistic sights
Bright screams will form the ruin's Door
Rising, after the dormancy

The Universe in chaotic form,
Black holes dawn with melting cores

And as the hopes fly away
I look deep, in deep trance
I execute this occult gift
To bring the existential ring

With Heavy Winds, With force so unreal
I take the path to nocturnal lands