The fields, dead and silent begin to rise up from the earth

With their twisted appendages, suffocating all but myself.



A void of my own, floating in the clutches of my hand where I may pull at the strings

Of time and torment those who constantly dig and claw at the back my skull.



Summoning Storms. Wishing these days will pass, Tearing the earth apart.

Reweaving the threads of time so that they can shelter these malformations of mine.



Tear the fucking earth apart

Tormented and frail, I begin to destroy your dreams. one by one.

I am the destroyer of dreams.



Swallowing death, the sky cracks open and begins to flood, washing away my fears, I plunge into an eternal darkness.

In the pitch black depths, I drown. I wait for nothing and time is my witness. Time is my witness.



A void of my own, floating in the clutches of my hand where I may pull at the strings

Of time and torment those who constantly dig and claw at the back my skull.



Summoning Storms. Wishing these days will pass, Tearing the earth apart.

Reweaving the threads of time so that they can shelter these malformations of mine.



I call forth the sleepless skies

Herding forth the endless nights

Summoning storms to shatter the absent minds

Show the world the pain and suffering my eyes have seen