Somber Malaise - Incubator

Taken from "Oneiric Paroxysm" Lyrics: Dreamless, withering in stranger realms and dimly lit by distant flares through this amber snare of wonders I was afloat in slumber, beyond the clasp of time above groves and gorges awaiting my descent from ailing constellations towards the sultry soil heeding the larks call: “Here awaits the lusher loot to plunder”. If I could only slake my thirst on streams of past reveries grind my teeth gnawing on the hopes of the dead, soaring toward the sea among the driftwood if I could catch a glimpse of their visions as they rage on unto oblivion, in the night.