He Spoke Behind The Mask Of Clay کے بول

Dismembered, then reassembled The dead’s face covered with clay Burnt and dried beneath the pyre The corpse exudes the essential fumes that I inhale Meat replaced to avoid the deterioration of the corpse A complex preservation of flesh and bone Secret process of eternal life From the ashes a cloud has risen The shapes of eternal obscurity I startle at the shapes of hallucination And now I'm able to stare at my own death I'm inhaling the fumes of a burning carcass Enter the realms of eternal obscurity, forlorn