Orakle

In Times Of Evil Epilogue

Orakle


Aeons shades are cast 
I arose from the past 
A pale and cold Aphrodite 
Lies amongst men to fright enslaved 

Suffocation below storms 
Abominations mortify dawns 
Devastation unfurled its wretched realms 
Act of satan, like in mine evil dreams... 

And oblivion raped the remains 
As revelations of grandiose banes 
Desolation diffused its odious beams 
Realization, like in mine evil dreams... 

What cruel beast devoured their breath? 
Panic filled their eyes as if before Medusa's glance 
Destinies bowed to death, while I was feasting 
So oddly enthralled by this Devil's dance 

Stammered words, drawn in tears, beg for the rebirth of life 
Beyond the reef of times, I feel misfortune be rife 
Through the tolls and wailings come from undying fogs 
My thoughts embraced the charms of a shocking epilogue... 

Afar, grimacing in the prowess of erroneous presence 
I behold, firm under the infinite havens 
(...the spectre of ancient creations) 

The spirits kissed the breeze 
Through bleak threnodies 
Trying to reach, in vain, Divine...