Xoth
The Ghost Hand of God
Voyage to the black of space
Seek creator of the human race
A quest to see the divine
Metaphysical warping of the mind

Cryogenically enforced sleep
Horrific visions
Sanity reaped

CHORUS

Searching
Celestial Origins
Sothis
Osiris

A damning knowledge
The source of madness

We were not meant to know
A place where no man should go
Primitive consciousness clawed
By The ghostly hands of god

We sought the higher beings
Only found terrible things
Exoteric Ancestors
Creators and oppressors
Tendrils in your mind
Eldritch visions drive you blind
Neurons split, your brain leaks
Punished for what you shouldn’t seek

CHORUS