All kinds of ancient places,
All you knew, is no more, and unreal,
If you fall under its spell.
Nightmare behold, truth to be told,
Places to see, fly on my wings,
Somber the skies, thrall of the flies
Aphotic sea, black is my trip
On the wings of a demon, ride with me
Through the stars, time and space
Life is an illusion, millipedes on your chest
Hear them roar, drifting to a distant place