Clock DVA - The Unseen lyrics

Last textural reports A plan of locations Cross points of agencies A program of density Of a force that cannot be determined Science at this point must become alembic Magnetic field disturbances Have irradiated our equipment We have lost all contact We are alone In the shadow of shadows In the dream of dreams In the sleep of sleep I see its form We have no more time now We are alone Final entry report I have removed all obstacles That impedes its progress My duty is to serve the power That holds me captive There are no more choices We have opened a new door To a new horror that will finally destroy us