In a dream I saw a man, a face not strange to me

He stared at me while I was asleep and wispered in my ear

He led me through the corridors of my ancestral home

He stopped one step before one wall, and then I fainted

In the eldest wall of my home

I found the entrance of a crypt

The view I saw was obscure

Alien remnants, pentagrams and candles of the floor

The crypt was made as a passage to the gates of reality

And just when I realised the truth I was in a different shape

I hear the thousands of sounds, like bestial laughs

Deafening flutes and demonic choirs

Possibilities fall under control

Unfolding new dimensions