The Art Of Sombre Ecstasy
Build the passage way through the art
A sombre decay, a collection of mind
A collection of mind
Once life fades to shapeless
As a light
Through this path of pureness
Now I rise
Death-Like trance, pure freedom
I shall seek
From the inner, the outer, I shall reach
Suksma Sharira
Born in black, within
Death is white, within
Creep is bright consciousness without mind
A sombre delight, a repulsion of mind
A repulsion of mind
Once life fades to shapeless
As a light
Earthly lies and sadness
I deny
