Spectre of the Arcane Cognition Lyrics

I Open the wounds of my soul, to The cold voice taking control,
it speaks to me once again, and with all it's power says:
"Come forth, my beloved son! Hear this sweet, comforting roar"
and as it calls me back from where I been born
"From these shadows to the stars we'll go again!"
And I Behold, at the strength of death's embrace
But I will make thee a winged messenger,
And bring thee news from my fiery land
A place of desire for the wrath and Pain!
Post Mortal strength, with the Burning of the Doomed False Gates
final knowledge, watching me cry in peace,
and the callous spectre, feeling through my gaze in grief,
And now the pure light strays, to the end of time, the world in sway
And For as much as I have loved death
and for the infraworld my word possess...

Between the Dark, and this endless fall,
My mind is free, This is My reality
And the subtle waves of rancid acrid rain
Of flameless human fire, the greatest dreamland pyre!

"You cannot stand against the power of the void,
Nor against the laws of the Space and time"

A Dimension so close, to the gravefields site
of cosmic thrills, which I came to see!
Of Fevered Dreams, of twilight pain
Of frantic size, from the three archetypes!

Blaze, demise, rebirth, appear in different forms!
Retribution, ravage, pandemonium
the Neverending Race!

We will reach the pinnacle of our mind,
and our world will return to itself
in an endless storm of cognition....