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Within The Master's Chambers

Born under the sunless beauty

Born into a world of hatred

Desolation in the mind's eye

Carnivorous and dejected

Wanting more in this existence

Not ready for my own fate

Destroying what little I have

To gain more than what I crave

Hate-filled lust

This world is grey

The maelstrom, she comes

Procession of a dying past

A coffin fit for an emperor

Strive for the Inner Funeral

Bereaving my own deception

I shall join the forest's nightcall

Never again shall I feel my flesh

as it strangles my ancient spirit

Hate-filled lust

This world is grey

Bring me the kingdom of total Death

So that I may dive into its oblivion

To rid myself of mortal pain

To feel myself die one thousand more times

To descend to the pits in rapture and bliss

To ascend to the climax of the Astral Realms

Within the Master's clandestine chambers

I seek shelter from the light