Thousands of nights I have wondered these questions of life. Of this darkending, cold life I have discovered the realm of this cosmic world. It is calling my name. I can always see the final entrance to the byond. The moment when my soul parts from this prison of flesh. I have seen those times when I can travel to the astral form of unknown worlds of mine. These discoverings grows my hunger to enter deeper darkest sources of my nature. Dungeons of mind seems to be endless. Every answer creates ten questions. Answers that have lead me to shadows in the valley of death. No power of life and light cant beat the powers of time. Death comes to my goal of this time. Hatred upon the spiritual cowards. Lack of loneliness speaks lies about our death. Thousands of nights I have wondered these questions of life. Of this darkending, cold life. I can always see the final entrance to the beyond. The moment when my soul parts from this prison of flesh.