Текст песни The Sharing Of Thoughts With The Dead

Starlight filters through the trees
I am rapt in twisted taught
I wander to the ancient tomb amidst the stinking fog
Beneath the moon upon a tomb entranced in a black daze
I seek forbidden truths that lie beyond the grave

Dark minds were born to suffer
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Be free among the dead ancients
Mind meld with the unholy rot

Sometimes I hear them moaning deep within their vaults
Starving, lonely, pathetic bastards infected with the rot
But if I spend long enough in this morbid trance
They begin to see my magic and I become their God