Phosphene - Deathspell Omega

Rejoice, for tonight it is a world that we bury!

Have you beheld the darkness sitting upon the earth

Overshadowing the wind rose, lost in the smoke?

Thus many went astray at once

The others wandered hazardously though endless mazes

The rays of the sun whisper of a newborn fright

And very few horrors in the world could match in terror

The cruelty of that frozen caress and its fragrant secret in blossom

Thy bend their tongues with a long drawn sigh

Licking among the vilest ordure a few drops of hopeful water

They bend their tongues for this divine balm

Remains of an aborted covenant gone astray in desert waste

The bleak sterility of these buds belies their fragrance

A pestilence that permeates the vastest plains with frightful odors

Among these foetid marshes wanes the echo of a promise

Hope stumbles amidst the solitary shades and lose substance

Facing the glowing darkness whilst ravens croak for doom

The other worlds on high sent us a harbinger

Ignis ardéns — He breathed on them

And they were all filled with the Holy Ghost

Assailli par les myriades fourmillantes des phosphenes célestes

On se recueillait dans le silence de son depart