Stagnation of Transmigration - Petrification

I fall into Darkness

As I slowly decay

Putrid eternal damnation

Cursed form of Existence

Decay!

Decay!

Decay

I hear the Winds of Rest

Howling from Depths Below

Calling for us to fall

They are sent here in suffering

I am sent here as conquering

For I assume the Death Posture

Let Chaos take me, Transcend this Coil

The torturing of God in his sacred realm

Crush Angelic Prophecy, the Severing of the Self

Bare Your Darkened Soul

Blackened fields appear

Stare into Formless Voids

As your End is near