Dead visions of a past world Hung, suspended in time Blinded passions in the dread of desolation Lifeless as the flesh Dead end delirium Waste away, savor none Cursed, blessed, vain, divine Precursor of storms Perished phantom of the past I annihilate thy will Erasing all traces of your soul-sick consciousness Dead end delirium Waste away, savor none Cursed, blessed, vain, divine Erasing all traces of your soul-sick consciousness Precursor of storms Perished phantom of the past I annihilate thy will Precursor of storms Perished phantom of the past I annihilate thy fucking will