The Wall Of Phantom — Mastiphal

The moon panted above me Like cadaverous moaning Wet whips flagllated me My blood was throbbing maddeningly

Scorn killing clouds Their faces are fading Their forever is dying Behold the head of madness

One eye is open The other is still asleep One eye looking at us above The other in its anxious slumber

The heart beats with the same rhythm Everything's the same but time Spring water dreams of the gutter Among the storms Among the element's confusion

The eye is opening the wall of phantoms No passage to get through The mesmeric s?ance is still going on I'm closing my tired eyes