Paroles: High On Fire. Ethereal.

the skill and mind of magick - holding the mystic doors
like moths to ancient light - follow ascend in flight
fall through the ether lakes - dimension time and space
I knock on astral walls - gliding through daemon halls
it's black wings wrap around me - fires glow red and white
a metamorphis - until the end of time
cocooned and made to slumber - the beings that come from darkness

a ressurection passage - awakes the armies under earth
I walk the open steps to answer - abyssious voice leads me onward
a fate unknown by a future - a scepter raised of hades elders