The Roaring Voice Of The God Of Death

The Roaring Voice of the God of Death

Journeys do end
So others begin�

Greeted by echoes
Of the Unseen�

Abandonment
Is the Harbinger of abstraction
Essence of dreams - dreams of realities
Beyond and Within

The claws of the Black One thrust forth,
Tearing the "I" asunder.

Abandonment�

Frail� to the point of non-existence
Abandoning the husk of flesh
Towards transcendence�

The Roaring Voice of the God of Death

Drinking of Heaven
On the roof of the World�

Outside a shell
So fragile and cold�

Joining the echoes
Of the Unseen�