Septic Flesh

(Music & Lyrics : Sotiris)
They lasted as long as a spark shines
but their shining was so bright
that it was caught forever
in the spectre of time.
What was a fact became a legend
what was reality became a faded canvas
in the mausoleum of civilizations.
Landscapes of untold antiquity
unchanged are calling
to an orgy of colours and shapes
in a drunkenness with pure fantasy
Their names cause awe and awake
forgotten senses
The eerie valley of PNATH
The majestic LEMURIA
SARNATH the doomed...
and names that echo
in the labyrinths and the cavernous
dephts of chaos
Mystic Places of Dawn