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The Mansions of Night

from To Empyrean Thrones by Primeval Mass

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lyrics

Midnight it must had been
If time in this journey weighted the slightest of merits
And Night with her murkiest breeds
Her cloaks in most macabre darkness wreathed my soul
Last thing I recall, one and in seclusion
In my most hidden caverns between two balancing worlds
Hooded, strengthened in celestial Might
Now, what once appeared as blackened veils on the walls is streaming and seething as this gloomy river that drifted me above the beyond
My eyes bled sacrilege as I hold my past visions
My soul wriggled inertia beholding my haunting truths
And now that oblivion, my wounded enemy lieth defeated
Step by step to the stairway of Netherworlds
Shivering yet supreme I walk with Fire by my side

For the Light that blinds no Immortal
Through whispers and screams I am pledging my shrouds…

Do you remember this place?
Plunge through the deepest pits of your memories within
Not solely from the myths that poured torments to mortals
Then as an infant, your dreamfields you weaved immensely wide free
Then an unfrightened infant, now a forged conqueror
Have you really ever forgotten your home?
It is not just the cave you left in your Dream
Naked you stand in the chasm of the Day and Night twin horizons
Re-enter these Gates, fear not to spread your wings
Re-enter these Wombs, since you dare to re-open your eyes
Look below!
Do you recognize your skin?

For the Light that blinds no Immortal
Children of the sun had left these Mansions of Night

I remember now when your winged chariot fetched me to your chambers above
The mares escalate with their hoofs these starry roads dismal, yet unknown
Then in flinty shrines, in caves invoking your names as once million years ago
Now by this swirling orb flutter directly straight to the Source
You know this place, you’ve been here before

How in this purest form shall I act?
How as the spirit of the waters this stream shall I lead?
Torn are your black velvet tunics, widows
As in your most remote shadows you grieving mourn
Torn is your skin and ageless lineaments
As your blooded nail rips your pestered bodies
Your macabre dance wrings my soul
Through deadly reeks and sultry smokes
For you, winged nightguest, are not of us
Now, look above!
And ask the Hosts this lodge dwell

In the lintel the edge of this dome
The graven marks their future mundane wars
In the threshold the bright blue world your flesh’s grown
Still, standing tall between the schism of the horizons
Still and timeless, the slime still crawling sored
These screams of the dead and the unborn, the nightmares in scorn
And fear not the Lady of the Pit in Her stalagmite Throne
And fear not the One who lined your pathways
Listen through the silver corridors
Is it just the Serpent’s hiss?
Listen carefully as their Lyre tunes not in melancholy for you
Indulge in this siren song for one last time
As the wheel whirls round and round
Upwards and round…

Since no tears withered my pasts
No deaths carved my futures
And for the Amaranthine Breed
To walk further, I’m tempted

Out in the fields of Elysia, rise!
And in these darkened halls in silence I am not sealing my eyes
Behind closed doors dreams are weaved such as this of delight
Out in the fields lies supreme in these Mansions of Night

Out in the fields of Elysia, rise!
And through these darkened halls silenced I am leaving behind
Hundreds of worlds ripped my soul once in vice fates of demise
Out in the fields lies supreme in these Mansions of Night

Out in the fields of Elysia, fly!
Up through these darkened halls My wings were judged sufficient to rise!
Alone no more shall you hover, we welcome thee serpentine child
A thousand young are heading towards these Mansions of Night

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from To Empyrean Thrones, released January 20, 2016

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