Circle (Eye of Ascension) VII Song Lyrics
Circle (Eye of Ascension) VII by Incantation Thrice the lid of my eye enshrouds
Nucleus to a squall of clouds
Through torrents of swirling black
Outpour demoniac
A vision imbued by inaudible chants
Dimensional demons of air, grants
Greeting deep ones misting the flesh
Gives license to intermesh
Grotesque desire I'll forge
Within this storm
Ritual circles ... the mind's tendrils
Their eclipse chants the craft so clear
A vessel to traverse spheres