Paroles de A dream of basaltic submarine towers of titanic proportions and nightmare angels

Damnable dominion (of) basalt walls and sepulchres
Unquiet, gharne landscape

Coarse - grained perceptions, inhale exotic drugs
God's shadow looms, ancient beyond words

It's a sin to scorn him
It's a great sin in his eyes
- and this too you would do!!!

Transcend to a dream of basaltic submarine towers
Of titanic proportions and nightmare angles

Burrowed beneath, two rolling seas
My soul drowns to antiquity

In matters of myth and time - lost lore
I'm enticed by the purest evil

It's a sin to scorn him
It's a great sin in his eyes
- and this too you would do!!!

In his name, once again
Sacrilege and sin, rites evil and grim
Open the gate, once again
Unleash the evil!!!