Primal faction, final inertia building
Lizards lay claim to the walls of the forbidden sanctuary
Sacred geometrical languages are spoken to me
In the seat of mastery, you are forbidden
Psychedelic halos impassioned the visualizations of my dreams
Trace the bloodstains back to a broken pane
Ripped the phone out the wall, telephone smashing barriers
Shattered the impendium, send me back to the gallows
Reign of blood & sorrow, the fractals remain evident
Expressed expenditures of flesh, surrendered from flesh and bone
Pull at the tendons & stretch my skin to dry
Crows stalk the desciccated, the worms steal the souls of the Undead
A riveting parallel of purgatory
Final destination: hellfire