[a guilded abyss]

Cast aboard were the keys of the Zodiac
So that they sank to the depths of the soul,
Such spun Heaven to frozen voids
That the ambiance shivered with an age of snow...

And I unthroned bore fists of rage
My mind alone wandered the grave
And to the most unholy shades,
Drew my gaze: depraved

Pits of sable flame,
Stars from the orphic skies of Valhalla
Oh brave and maimed,
Why must this cunt abandon my shoulder?