Caress Into Oblivion

Celtic Frost

is it addiction to prevail

or mute marble words

my heart. coarse and fallen

into the sand

oblivion into grief

millenniums perish

pillars of desire

therefore I have seen

meurt et seduction

des comptes morbides

tasting rhetoric hate

an attraction verified

fall of luster

and fake caresses

mundane beggars

costume of death

a purified doctrine

and communal repentance

my mortalized quest

the enigma still unborn

oceans of grime and stone

shores of wasted might

soaring remains forfeit

my visionary dream

wings of lust

temptation and fame

temples of prowess

left a man among ruins

caress into oblivion