Album: Descent Into Hadal (2011)

Opium

Twisting neath this putrid skin
Like burning thorns in this rotten flesh
Fade to the night my child

The skin is numb
Twisted grin, terror sweat
A state of peace

As above, so below
Forevermore, nevermore

Dead but dreaming
The eye is all-seeing
Dead but dreaming
Is your master made of lies

Crawling through this useless shell
Hallucinating in this dream-like state
Within me is all and everything

Chaos shall reign