Metamorphosis - Funeral Mist

Behold!

We come with manna drawn from Heaven

Ancient portals stand prepared

Come now, soar with us above the many waters

The world starts here and now

Hearken!

We brought the voice of the hidden realm

Mute explosions lead the way

Come now, give ear to the silent roar

Of the metamorphosis

As fallen from the heavens — As granted from above

Forbidden harvest divine, the very flesh of the gods

Succumb now to the spirit and succumb now to the void

And succumb now to the darkness in which you shall evolve

Behold!

We come with manna drawn from heaven

Nameless dimensions lay ahead

Come now, and kneel before the spirit

Of this holy elixir

Hearken!

We brought the voice of the hidden realm

Tongueless knowledge falls like rain

Come now, accept the dense fear

In which you shall evolve

As fallen from the heavens — As granted from above

Forbidden harvest divine, the very flesh of the gods

Succumb now to the spirit and succumb now to the void

And succumb now to the darkness in which you shall evolve

As fallen from the heavens — As granted from above

Forbidden harvest divine, the very flesh of the gods

Succumb now to the spirit and succumb now to the void

And succumb now to the darkness in which you shall evolve