Eeviomorfia - Ex Umbra in Solem Lyrics

Inevitably besieged beyond the known ranks of worship; beyond every hope and perdition
Beyond the stream of endless movement - in a distorted circle of all flexible senses
As if this paradox was molded from within
Hovering was I, yet chained to what seemed to be its core
Chained to a link of something beyond life

All without motion, I kept staring at what was gleaming in this rayless chasm
A core shining brighter than what the eye can outstare
Yet, like a moth, I sought its brightness
Insensible was I, so I dared to dispute the abominable silence with stuttering words
As I articulated, the glaring responded in fierce pangs of agony
And in my naivety, I took one step further
As the raging mouth of the nucleus opened before me

Sundering, darkening, thundering! Inwards, into a world within
Into the vessel of the consumed fire. Here; the wild and deep muster unfolds
In its complete solitude I heard voies of terror rumbling from the yonder
And the words cut like scissors
Cutting, piercing, thrusting! Mercilessly encircled
In the swelling heat, I wallowed in an ephemeral solace

Repentance is a consolation to the conscience, for I have sought a joy without pain

And thus my will of immortality expanded
As the interval betwixt every inkling of aspiration diminished
The dark changed, and bound every change with an adamant resolve
Like an abysmal veil shrouding the glance ahead
Irrevocably howling in horror, and in dismay
A tragic conviction that confronted the misery in me
An exclusionary gesture of refusing to see
The burning globe, and its struggle to achieve significance

A sensation of what has been defiled
Like an eruption betwixt the willingly and the vocations
Transpired within these stipulated and temporal limits
Despite the experience of freedom, it is carried out in unalterable and binding absolutes.

Feelings are not necessarily the scheme to veracity
The meaning has eluded, and self-proclaimed miracles have disavowed
Still unaware of what was forthcoming
The longing for the idea of deliverance heightened
As I kept floating within the within

Not yet been lost, the conflagration of formation
Frictional heat caused by the materials sinking into the ocean of flames
Power supplied by the decay of the elements
A generator feeding off of the turmoil in the deep earth
Hovering in awe on what seemed to have the same function as a shore
Within the molten core

No self-assessment could establish a solace in the vehemence
No reassurance can reassure the significance of further purpose

Yet again the voices rumbled across this expanse
The exhale of the words initiated a wind of transcendence, and in reverence the veil was unveiled
All my nerves of what used to be joy were granted through desire or indiscretion
How can delight renew here, where bones of beasts are strewn?

Avidity was reached through the gain and growth
Yet, depravity befell when the loss transpired
Strong I repelled the devouring and fiery waves approaching me
Strong I repelled

With embers in my eyes I tremble in wildfire
An inclusionary gesture of aspiring to see
The ashen globe, and its absence of significance

A core inevitably besieged
Betwixt eternities, as a cloud of transgression
As a self-closed, all-repelling mist of everything that was, and ever will be
As an encompassing link betwixt necessity, and auxiliary

No inconsequential adjustment will mend the plight of the yonder
No mild compromise will abolish what comes onwards