Limbonic Art - Towards The Oblivion Of Dreams

Like a nomad

in the subconscious realms

Of the beyond

The night is old

Yet I still seek peace

Restless drifting

The dark corridors

In the unknown chambers of the mind


Where is the door to the light of dreams


Total isolation

Land of desolation

Dreamless sleeping

Darkness reaping


Deeper into the night I go

Darker than ever are the pits below


Sculptures in stone

Dark protectors of sacred ground

Only the pure may enter

Into the twilight zone


With the underworld

Subconscious darkness I am allied

Deeper aspects forces of nature

Mind can now see the unseen

Ancient land hidden from man

An esoteric dream in the desert sand

Shimmering sparks in the darkness

As death overtakes the soul

Loose the body and earthly conscience

The freedom of the spirit must be total


Firewinds in shapeless forms

Exploding light from new dimensions

I am it and it is me

A phantom creature

In supremacy