Aghartha (Sunn O))))

Thunderous resonant sounds call from beyond the depths And the winds of gravity change, In memories of the consciousness of the ancient rocks, Nature's answer to the eternal question The tunnels of the sky Meet under oceans And fall into the vortex of Bermuda The secret of the poles Where the Eskimo never where The lightning, The megatons of water They fly within A spinning thunderous vortex At the poles of the world In the labyrinth of lost directions Mankind's falsehood is the weight of gravity Current current current The sun has moved where the lines of the compass lay vertical at the gates Where the world inside Stands alone in front of eternity In the 4 fields of the hollow earth I search for the riddle of the clouds Where the new world shall form from clouds Gouging funnels in the great abyss of the sky In the shape of the one stream Where tunnels open into the great nothing And the giant spaces that rent gravity Unto the depths of the earth Alight becomes the riddle of the labyrinth Where the channels of the junction Reform the ethos And forget Everything I search for the riddle of the clouds From where a new world shall form A tunnel gouges in the shapes Of the stream in the great abyss Of the sky