Ritual of Sight (Thulcandra)

Invocation of the black might Wounds are cut within the soul As the blood flows My awareness grows With my sight so clear I must drown A cold state of mind Ignoring the chants of light In solitude I must wander Sorrow and pain on the path On this everlasting journey I must fall The seeing eye must return With the downfall of the powers rise The final sacrifice of mortal bounds In the ecstasy of forbidden wisdom I must die The gate of eternity opens Deconstruction of the cosmic reign With the liberation of the second will A lost kingdom can return And I shall rise