In Torment into abyssal landscapes

Descending from the higher level of existence
ready to reach the physical world of matter
Out of sigh - Out of mind
out of memory
free from the other gods
Bleeding the energy body into the landscape
able to create the passage to the cosmos
No one sees the opening of the ground
no one sees the soil getting transformed
But he knows the way to control the dead
the way to capture the essence of mankind
Into abyssal landscapes
By his will, he turns rocks into bloody matter
by his will, he turns dust into pulsing shapes
Thousands of people screaming in pain
as they start blending themselves
their spirits flying straight to the open door
their bodies are the bricks to the new creation
The mind of the idol is linked to the abyss...
the mind of the idol is the awareness of the abyss...
A puzzle of flesh - ascending the skies
a puzzle of flesh - driven to the space
Expanding... vibrating
As they die - they behold
the threshold
through the gateway of flesh
(Solo: Alexandre Graessler)
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