The Destroying Angel - Throes of Dawn

White flowers of mould

Decorate your skin

(Deterioration of soul

I hear you sing)

My broken arteries

Flooded with your sleep

Lead me through asphyxia

Into the white fields of amanita

Through sweet sleep of narcosis

Into the closed rooms of paranoia

Lights of the other worlds

Shine through your open mouth

Embrace of the all-absorbing

The Destroying angel

The door of future is closing

Frail reality failing

I hear you sing

The song of future failing

And I fall through the black hole of your eyes

Down into the deepest Theta space

And burn through the spheres of a million suns

Down into the plateau of my mind

Where the shadows are whispering

In the dimmest Theta space

Where the spell of your destroying touch

Was crafted with higher mathematics

Where the universe is choking

Down on your unhealing hands

Destroying Angel

Devour my thoughts

Asphyxia

Amanita

Narcosis

Paranoia