Seizures - Coldworker

Visions from beyond

Dance before my eyes

Images of death and power

Filling my mind

Haunting me, seizing me

Compelling me in dreams

Epileptic fits

Triggered in the brain

My body convulses

As they enter our domain

Supernatural, eternal

Watchers in the dark

Spirits dead, enter me

Lead me to my destiny

Dig a grave for the morrow

Voices old, speak through me

Words of blind iniquity

Revelations through seizures

Another episode

My mind went blank again

Can’t seem to shake the fear of things

I cannot comprehend

Alone but not forsaken

Father hear my call

What dwells beneath these streets

Lurking in the black

Hidden from the eyes of men

But glimpsed in my attacks

I have seen, I believe

And I will light the way

…for my masters

Oh, how sweet they sing

When the darkness comes alive

Nighttime alleys now teem

With the whispers of a new sorrow

Disembodied voices beckon me

From the corridors of time

Anticipation grows as light gives way

And shadows rule the earth

Spirits dead, enter me

Lead me to my destiny

Dig a grave for the morrow

Voices old, speak through me

Words of blind iniquity

Revelations through seizures

Revelations

Weak distorted frame

Exudes pure hostility

Eyes like the insane

All-enslaving

Pitied and revered

Sick beyond all remedy

Walks beside the plague

I am prophet

Hear my teachings

Face the end