Years of strain, obsolete forgotten, but was never dead nRise from the ash of hatred nHaunting ways kept alive in secrecy, from the light of day nMankind behold possession nnThe ones that was not did return in an order to perform nNothing but a relentless havoc nForces insurgent - nothing shall persist nRuthless ways of ancients scourge nThe souls of those believed to conquer nWicked infliction - from the cabinet nnForged through deep affliction, demons in shape of angels deceive nThose who dream of the cabinet nSweating their sheets as they know it's real nnNo one can rid this evil nChurning the spirits nnA slumber in fear nAbomination reveals tales from a sickened crucifix nPulse is rising fast, can not wake up at all, something has occupied the dormant soul nnRedeem nIt fears the light, hides within the mind alive deep inside nAs it perminates, closer to insanity nVisions of rapid lights, another dimension opens wide nnA gaze of shade by night it came nNever would a simple human understand nThe evil that was spawned within the cabinet nA realm concealed that no one leaves nThe mind forever trapped in a catatonic state nBut while the body sleeps the soul gets ripped to shreds nnA world of dark a place that never leaves a soul to find peace nDarkness everywhere timeless voids beholds this plane of nocturnal nnThe ones that was not did return in an order to perform nNothing but a relentless havoc nForces insurgent - nothing shall persist nRuthless ways of ancients scourge nThe souls of those believed to conquer nWicked infliction - from the cabinetn