The Wakedead Gathering - Collector Of Memories

I feel alive in this Hell Beneath my feet The scarred faces Remember nothing The stomachs begin to swell The Harvest Feast Autosarcophagy Forced to see Somnium et dimittam metus Reaching Dead memory Failed to be bound by the science of Earth The multiverse has other methods It is not cruel for brutality's sake Only watching with bemused interest Witness the transformation Many to one Birthed from The Nameless Mist Begat of an ageless nether Shimmering globes beyond Time Travel and touch untethered Give your mind to The Opener of The Way!