Pilgrimage To Oblivion

With the sweet taste of wine on my lips And a pale skull filled with vision Desires transformed to compulsion My being, by fire, transfixed I was bound for the marshlands For bridges to cross and to burn For treacherous paths of no return A destiny held in my hands And there, where the roots of existence (existence) Breached through the cracks of illusion The concepts of consequence ceased And primordial chaos reigned Besiegеd by the towering mountains And beckoning forеst deep I stood on the threshold of rapture Alone, amongst the untamed Wallowing in secrecy And dark, enticing lies Those ghostly smiles could not conceal The ruin in their eyes Pilgrimage to oblivion Rampage unleashed in the night I was lost in the trenches of a dream And over a clamor of laughter and death Echoed the Maenads' scream Pilgrimage Pilgrimage Pilgrimage To oblivion