At the Gates
The Chasm
[Verse 1]
Born of disharmonic sermons
Phenomena of the deep
Torn apart by phantom pains
In shadows veiled, our tomb
A language dead and dissonant
Awakened from its sleep
The ever-opening flower
This pantheon of doom

[Pre-Chorus]
As we open the chasm
The sleepless, ravenous void
From the vortex of poisonous coldness
Starving and blind, they storm

[Chorus]
Crowned with unimagined death
Encircled, under siege
The black impious gulfs
Where no dreams reach

[Verse 2]
The blind rage of our revolution
As we drown in these halls
Blasphemous, fathomless
Manifested within these walls
[Pre-Chorus]
As we open the chasm
The sleepless, ravenous void
From the vortex of poisonous coldness
Starving and blind, they storm

[Chorus]
Crowned with unimagined death
Encircled, under siege
The black impious gulfs
Where no dreams reach

[Bridge]
Culture of shapeless dreams
Abysmal fevered seas

Prismatic distortions

[Chorus]
Crowned with unimagined death
Encircled, under siege
The black impious gulfs
Where no dreams reach