1. YAWNING VOID

Death yells gratify the face of the void
While the sky is weeping with fire yet cold
And charon's boat is heading south
While the dome of heaven is bleeding with stones

Stub the earthly pillars up
Make the arcane tranquility shatter
As void yawns to accept the sacrament
Blessed by dead ashes of burnt suns

Frozen blood to cover inanimate ruins
As dead speak the sacred words of truth
Lifeless firmament harks to final agony
And painful screams to their lament

No light to sanctify the final hour
No substance to resist the nothingness
While the sky is weeping with fire yet cold
While the dome of heaven iss bleeding with stones