Text: Chasm (The). From The Lost Years. An Arcanum Faded.

From the empty temple I have come, a procreation conjured in despair, my punishment for this belief, a fire that will burn, eternally...
No reflections of my mind, reality is freezing this maze, where the universe is waiting as the stars are sleeping, I've chased a prediction from within, since those years started to hurt, once the tower was my dream, but now the aim is only death...
My blood will be my wine, as I'll eat those feelings of pride, I'll scream to the eternal skies until the funeral's eve is fading, away...
A new mystery now is born, the codex of the bridge of hate, where the sun and the moon cry, for their lost and innocent children...