Ocean Gateways (Obscura)

I consider our Earth as a part of the lowest area We live as we were at the bottom of the sea Where nothing is pure and undespoiled Where everything is eaten and eroded Where the grips of externality is unable freely To emerge beyond a certain space of this one Where nothing is pure and undespoiled Where everything is wet and salt Where earth and spirit unite An opposition to the visible A call of the purified souls Emerges beyond, breaks free Deliverance - an acroamatic halo Deprivation - in particular obedience Eclipsed - shackled and torn apart Emptiness - devoid of heart and soul