In the eyes of death I journey,   a vortex of supreme black gales   where swift light of deep blue Kaos   focus in the invincible blackness.   My evil soul grows in strength...      The shell of flesh is left behind   in torrents of fire that survived all time   in an obscure stardust's circle   where I unite with my burning self.   I am one with my dark half...      The universe surrounds me, black and cold,   the supremity that is immortal forever   in a floating afterlife's ocean   when through astral forces I enter death.      "Darkness of death, take my soul...   Beauty of death, take my cold flesh...   Take me far away from the living,   tear apart all dimensions of earth.   Where darkness is eternal and no life dwells   I shall become enthroned by the other side."      In the spectrum of the deceased   I pass through the vortex gate   unto dark horizons in night's colours   and I dissolve into glass,   into shards of soul-crystals   cutting through flesh like daggers.   I scream in purest anguish   ehen my spectre is unleashed!      Eyes, grim and shadowblack   carry me forth on their gaze   into the center of the sun   into the glare of the moon...   Beams of light form a new being,   a shape of whirling materia.      My evil soul, my tyrannous spectre   becomes unchained - A demon is born.      Death was the beginning, not the end,   when the universe made me supreme   to haunt the living...