The Calling Lyrics - Limbonic Art

In sarcophagus sleep embraced by night so mystic deep 

Through my minds I see from the grace of clairvoyancy 

Into the secret garden of disharmonia 

Black antique chambers of morbid euphoria 

As a precursor of death my ghoul proceed 

In black cosmic material and sepulchral symphonies 

I cross dimensions unseen to ride on the axis of dreams