Part I [What Awaits at Death's Gates]

What awaits at death's gate 
Hast mine kingdom come?
Or is my golden dream dethroned by oblivion?

Part II [Inferno Andante]

Slowly
With Trepidation rich
I walk the lonely walk through the inferno
9 circles of sorrow await my creation
Tomb spirits coming into and out of existence 
Wandering, lost in eternity 
Or oblivion, as life has made it seem
A grim and morbid dream 
Only to suffer the throes of melancholy
Masochistically 
As I walk the eternal lonely walk 
Through the inferno andante 
Seven vices Pale as the ghost 
Hailing from a pentagram carved into the top of a castle 
Older than time but younger than the existence of mine 
My time has come, my time has gone 
This path I walk extending beyond 
All senses
Infinity is even intimidated 
But wintry shadows moved and caressed my fiery form 
Relaxing my body 
Gone are feelings of lovelorn jocundity 
Acceptance of the path I take to the golden hell bound gate blocking eternity
Oblivion wanders to and fro ever lasting waters that run like tears down the face of the Raven 
The guiding aviary 
Walking with me 
Through inferni andante 

Part III [Visions in the Imperi]

Portraits animate 
To reveal the face 
Each of the heptagonal regency
Belphegor, Prince of sloth
Yet giver of inventions from ingenious cloth
Asmodeus, Prince of lust 
Yet provider for procreation and free us from a path to dust 
Satan, and Amon, Princes of wrath
Yet emotions each knows never should be restrained until bloodbath 
Beezelbub, Prince of gluttony
Yet metabolic tempter for the fruits of victory (and her spoils)
Leviathan, Prince of envy 
Yet he knows progress is never to be chained indefinitely
Particularly coveting what one lacks and others do not 
Traits that advanced each one of us to the dawn of a new time (the death and reincarnation of each day)
Mammon, Prince of greed
Yet he rules with Leviathan's envy to unlock the gate with the key
Found deep in knowledge's library 
Vaster than the macrocosm 
And stronger than Atlas 
Lucifer, the Prince of pride 
So called deadliest sin to die 
Wings seemingly broken by God in sky 
Yet he (Lucifer) is the one that has driven us 
Given us 
The ways to better us


Part IV [Realization]

Indulgence, but not compulsion
Is the true way to live by the seven sins
As prophesied on
The ides of March's dawn
By the seventh son of a seventh son 
And I see from afar the full moon
And the sun 
Becoming
One 
I will walk this infernal walk
I will walk this eternal walk
Even if my lifetimes uncountable
Were to chain me to the rock. 

Part V [Coda/Reprise]

I will walk this infernal walk
I will walk this eternal walk
Even if my lifetimes uncountable
Were to chain me to the rock.