The shadows are calling Chaos enters my mind... Howling voices call from below Southern stream is raging, there's no choice but to follow... There they are, Staring from the abyss A new form of divinity seeming like eternal bliss I am not the same Since I met you there Soul (is) descending to the dark, Eternity is near... Can you smell the odour of sulphur and decay? His wings overshadow all, as the grounds melt away...