Genre: Progressive Black Metal

Twisted landscapes of the mind 
wasteland of desolation 
Buried deep within the subconscious 
No escape from the madness that gnaws 
My perception degenerates 
cerebral disintegration [bad word] by incessant whispers 
Malicious diatribes castigates 
I would like to kill a man. To have him die by my hand 
To feel his life drain away. Extinguish light from his gaze 
Twisted landscapes of the mind 
wasteland of desolation 
Sickness coloured in shades of black 
Diseased thoughts dwell in isolation 
Mental collapse in tribulation 
Nowhere to hide from myself 
In the throes of violent affliction 
I can’t control the beast within 
Blighted by this fragile state. Mind scarred enraged with hate 
I should be locked away for my own good ‘til the end of days