Servants of the Countercosmos Lyrics

There is a voice which cannot be heard
A certain sound that knows no bounds
Born within us and burning beyond
The circumference of the stars
A sickness that cannot be seen
Penetrates spectral wounds
A symphony of agony
Spreading forth like the roots that trace the ground
Transformation
Eternal spirit’s eternal re-creation
The sands of time shift and decline
Angels sing of the wretched and divine
Where the serpent reigns and swallows the sun
To consume a Eucharist of poison
Twilight plane
A violet domain
Phantoms loom in the sky above the empire of ashes
There is a world behind the veil
A liminal frequency of thoughts
At the point where the synapses fail
And flicker in the dark as distant stars
Eternal void at the centre of creation
The door is opened once again
False horizon
Morning star
The wind is calling from afar
While the path ascends
Dead hands extend
Through the curtain
To beyond