Hellworlds

(Lyrics: Koba 2003)

Through a plateau myriad

The structures reach

Like a transdimensional plague

Something we never did confront

But stand affected

A grand sewer that swallowed

Our race aeons ago

We reflect it’s grandeur

While fading

Into that darkness

We reflect it’s grandeur

While fading

Into the downward spiral

The deep end of the structure

The fourth quarter of impatience

As our worlds are infected

Like we weren’t parasites ourselves

Through a myriad worlds of hell

The conclusion is sent

As an act of mercy

Or in disgust

We are impatient to receive

“Hellworlds, a bowl of black i bathe and baptise

Is it enough to enter the hellworlds, to extinction

Heroism is cowardice, your virtues your demise

Rotting and a half, Battle army of flamemolded giants

Endless harm, revelation of an apocalypse

Above i see the old man, and above i see the horns

Hell is here, and you’d rather be somewhere else

The downward spiral, rather tempting”