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"Funereal Dreams"

O Master of Kaal

Dost Thou hear the chime?

The bells and chants to the God of Time

The light of Death

The voices in the night

Take my hand O Formless One

Let Thy void bring blazing beams

Life and everything are funereal dreams

O Father of Time

Thy wisdoms are the wine in my cups

Sweet and pleasant in my mouth

It tastes like a glorious Death

Release me now from these burning chains

Life and everything are funereal dreams

Harken to my words and awaken be

Master of the Night

Thy radiant of dissolution

My ruby of revelation

Through peril and pain

This Ironheart kneels not in vain

Here is my submission

From the seeds of Thy manifestation