Lyrics Ectoplasm - Mortuary Drape

Ectoplasm

Here
In this fulcrum of convergent forces
Nothing moves, nothing seems to live in darkness
The four winds are now breathing with us
Spirit’s procession, begins from past
Again, body stars are falling
Again, spirit’s voices and shadows
In life, just illusion of peace
In death endless pleasure for being
Alive and dead
Ectoplasm the sky is your grave
In the vertical wind
The non material power
Double life desire
Fluidic body, in so dark the sky
Power of candle enlights them
There’s no way to understand their will
Just another night, to explode
In torment and pain
Ectoplasm horror life and death
Behind the judgement of scythe wait
The non material power
Double life desire
Trying to escape in all direction in vain
No one knows his obscure intention of pain
In a vertical fly in a terrible falling no door…
Finally his fluidic light can’t vanish, no more