Enshrouded - Sanctum of the Shadows

Streams of shadows flow
Through the center of the soul
To cross these rivers
Is to abandon life

Towards inner obliteration,
Walk the bridge of self decay
None other than yourself
Paved the way

Welcome not the arrival of -a force hiding far within
no trace of origin, its purpose inconceivable
visions of hate caress my eyes birthing reasons for its deceit
these sights aren't meant to be seen but their motives will soon be known
fear descends from the top of my flesh
coursing through my veins burning blood spreading like a virus unleashed.

Shambles of destiny, razor sharp
molten down for the empty injection of stygian agony
teeth sink into wasted flesh, like the faces of the reaped

Step upon the obsidian steps on through the sanctum of the shadows
plummet beneath those whom feast from below in the inextinguishable blaze of hades
All I once was, now flashing right before my eyes
Impossible patterns with no meaning,make perfect sense


Chained in the chamber of chaos
deterioration of the black

you will never find what you were searching for, it doesn't exist
as you glimpse back... into the mirror
your eyes implode in emptiness your mind collapses
dragged through the jagged fragments of a shattered will.


Discordant afflictions - reveal the unknown - buried within me - in the sanctum of the shadows


channels to my soul - left open for echoes of hope to enter,
have been meet - with complete silence
distorted by the negative hollow of the endless abyss
waiting for an echo that never comes dissipating in solitary darkness.