Lyrics I Suffer The Astral Woe - Krohm

I Suffer The Astral Woe

Soaring with eyes
Where morning never comes
And the eternal black
Melts with infernal suns
Creator of creators
Rip me from this breathing shell
With the wisdom of origin
To wear your cosmic skin
With me I am my own
And in all I am within
I travel the astral depths
On the winds of expansion
I am of a race unbound
From this earthly grasp
I am the one who carries
The burden of endless sorrow