Foretold Untethering from Existence Lyrics

Flesh gate gateway, soul wrung dry, philosophic

Closing world above, sunken below
Furtile sorrow melds to this spirit

And as the wind casts itself through miles of night, passing through leaves
And mountains like: So doth, the soul fall through flesh and bone

Straining from every synapse: pain broken to the numbness of the undoing

Asphyxiated heartbeat, inert larynx
Succumbing to the finished eclipse of life

Prophecy of the carcass...

As promised, the dead bury the dead
The dead examine themselves
Ossuary, the soul is led
Into the riddles left there, delves

The cavern echoes with empty praise
Verity in throes, as it is razed

There is no redemption, there is no exemption, there is no more vision
Anti revelation