In mysterious ways your soul sinks down As eerie constellations told of it before This time you cannot hide A maelstrom of inhuman fears And the only way goes down, down, down Gone days of phantasmagoria Welcome to the necromantic gallery Where nightmares become so real And souls are stigmatized with the sign of impurity Misshapen silhouettes so awake Black faces and only shades of grey Distorted incarnations And prwyers for aeons unheard In wastelands of delusion Desolation all around Welcome to the promised land Where no single beam of light ever touched the ground Life eternal in a traumatic fade Believe me this is not a dream These dead eyes you are gazing at are yours Call it heaven, call it hell This is where the restless dwell!
