Dead Of Winter

Furnace Of Nihil
Mira, the red giant, swells in exhaustion Aged, pulsating, expanding and contracting The agonized growth, and forced collapse immanent Poised and waiting for the transformation The decaying and spent beast self immolates Unlocking nightmares of sweltering eradication Insidious layers of mass, stream through the interstellar And engulf world by world Enveloping the infinities with the strangle of abolition All paths could only lead to damnation Thrust off into hinterlands of spectral obscurity Suspended in the furthest and most frigid pocket of abandon? Or remain and be drought, scorched And painted three shades of grim At last, the cataclysmic finale awaits Entombed in the furnace of nihil! Earth is cremated... As Mira staggers, dwarfing all existence! Aus Songtexte Mania