Nocturnal Pulse from BLACKARHATS by OBSKKVLT

NOCTURNAL PULSE

A Silent tremor, becomes a boundless trip.
Introspective, aligned body spots.
Nocturnal pulse,
approaching the doorway…

Vertigo comes first, fear of the unknown.
Pressure pushes to the next level of vibration
A implosion in the eye of an inner-storm.
Now the Ungravity, my body there…

But something is vibrating from the other side of de place,
I can’t explain it, but I know it’s waiting for me.
Now the anxiety, the drama, the awareness.
The shape of Astral Kingdom, where-now-in-front-of-me-a figure-stand-by,

(the) Red-dressed-black-haired-geisha, there, staring to me, face to face.
Ka-tar-sis, a blackout. Once more crossing the bound.
Return to Maya.

A constellation of souls… bring me to a quantum life
Follow me to Banteay… this nails will scrape the skies

(the) Red-dressed-black-haired-geisha, there, staring to me, face to face.
Ka-tar-sis, a blackout. Once more cross the bound.
Return to Maya.

Reconquering our beings, from this deadly drop of time, time, time…
Whispering a song… which set your soul on fire, fire, fire…

I start to run to know what the vision deserves me.
Confrontation. A leap of faith.
No collision. Antimagnetized.
Eye to eye. Eye to eye.

I can’t control the panic, the instinct drives on me,
i can’t explain it, but i know is the end of the dream.
Now the anxiety, the drama, the awareness.
The shape of Astral Kingdom, now-i-am-falling-the-abyss-of-dark

-A description about a personal astral experience.

• Black
• Death
• Industrial
• Metal
• Obscure
• Occult
• Spain