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The Coral Of ChaosIn dreams I hear him calling outFrom the restless slumber in these mindless towers From a place within you can't explain Visions I receive from outer plains Cities made from stone not of this Earth His throne submerged in this funeral birth A madness no man can explain Visions sent from outer plains At the bottom of the ocean He waits to be free I feel his slimy fingers reach out for me At the bottom of the ocean Beneath it's very depths His sleeping song is calling to my living death In dreams I hear him calling out From restless slumber in these mindless towers A madness no man can explain Visions I receive from outer plains At the bottom of the ocean He waits to be free I feel his slimy fingers reach out for me At the bottom of the ocean Beneath it's very depths His sleeping song is calling to my living death |