The Art Of Sombre Ecstasy

Build the passage way through the art

A sombre decay, a collection of mind

A collection of mind

Once life fades to shapeless

As a light

Through this path of pureness

Now I rise

Death-Like trance, pure freedom

I shall seek

From the inner, the outer, I shall reach

Suksma Sharira

Born in black, within

Death is white, within

Creep is bright consciousness without mind

A sombre delight, a repulsion of mind

A repulsion of mind

Once life fades to shapeless

As a light

Earthly lies and sadness

I deny