Solemn monks in heavy robes Emulates the ritual My interiors has been removed Carved out with a golden spoon.
Blank and mutilated In a scented room with crimson drapes Where dusty rays of light pierce The concept of extinction itself.
Dropping slowly from above Black oil is filling my insides Toe to skull It will drip from the orbits.
For I have broke the seals I will finally descend To the gate of the jackal-headed god To reborn as the sun god again
Hear my premonition “who once was God shall be God no more” Thus, fear illusions Beware the storm of the memories to come
Hear my premonition “who once was God shall be God no more” Be the judge of chaos Laughing hard in the belly of the whole
Through the fires of Amenti I’m reborn Through the eternal circle of life Reunite the elements Reconstructing the essence of existence
By the waters of Nile I was born Giving birth to the circle of death Perceiving chaos Reconstructing the essence of existenceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
