High on Fire - Ethereal

The skill and mind of magic Holding the mystic doors Like moths to ancient light Follow ascend in flight Fall through the ether lakes Gliding through daemon halls It’s black wings wrap around me Fires glow red and white A metamorphosis Until the end of time Cocooned and made to slumber The beings that come from darkness A resurrection passage Awakes the armies under earth I walk the open steps to answer Abyssious voice leads me onward A fate unknown by a future A scepter raised of Hades elders