Non existent in a plane of void before   Merely dust in the winds that form the storm.   Now restored as lord of my world   Or disperse into a realm of discord.      The extraction of my energy   Evolution or descend into the grave   Dust to sust.      So I strive and struggle to find the way,   Living life I'm blind unknowing what can be   One chance to grasp to finally see   Another side of my being.      The extraction of my energy   Evolution or descend into the grave.      Cursed matter blinds inner being   From astral form   In this world we exist   Only seeing horror.      Non existent in a plane of void before   Merely dust in the winds that form the storm.   Now restored as lord of my world   Or disperse into a realm of discord.      The extraction of my energy   Evolution or descend into the grave