Pilgrimage To Oblivion

With the sweet taste of wine on my lips

And a pale skull filled with vision

Desires transformed to compulsion

My being, by fire, transfixed

I was bound for the marshlands

For bridges to cross and to burn

For treacherous paths of no return

A destiny held in my hands

And there, where the roots of existence (Existence)

Breached through the cracks of illusion

The concepts of consequence ceased

And primordial chaos reigned

Besieged by the towering mountains

And beckoning forest deep

I stood on the threshold of rapture

Alone, amongst the untamed

Wallowing in secrecy

And dark, enticing lies

Those ghostly smiles could not conceal

The ruin in their eyes

Pilgrimage to oblivion

Rampage unleashed in the night

I was lost in the trenches of a dream

And over a clamour of laughter and death

Echoed the Maenads' scream

Pilgrimage (Pilgrimage)

Pilgrimage

To oblivion