Spiral of Hypnotism - Live Studio Session

A sudden whirlwind draws near, hooking its prongs into vulnerable. The beginning haze of obsession enters the stream of fuel. Deteriorating logic and enhancing obscenity. The impurities reaching cerebrum. Rage, fury plaguing insecurities. The kiln’s light burns bright. Flickers of light dancing upon the cold barren walls, an emotional haze The light, it burns bright at night when he loses his time. The spiral it takes control one at a time, one at a time, onе at a time The light, it burns bright at night when hе loses his time. The spiral it takes control one at a time, one at a time, one at a time Like fire it spreads leaving humanity for dead. Contorting our beings to be what we see. Spiraling for all eternity “How delightful are the pleasures of the imagination! In those delectable moments, the whole world is ours; not a single creature resists us, we devastate the world, we repopulate it with new objects Wolves which batten upon lambs, lambs consumed by wolves, the strong who immolate the weak, the weak victims of the strong: there you have Nature, there you have her intentions, there you have her sacrifice.” The wind it brought our fates, our fates to an end and we, we fell for the spell, as we, we were compelled to do so

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 05, 2026