In transcendence unto the final level Channeling souls into the pillars Vibrating the old words into resonance The transformation shall begin
Throw off the yokes and shackles Of human decrepitude The fallacy of unknowledge To feed from the real pool
We are the pillars We are real sight - sublime We are the black holes The transformation has begun We are held in earnest The work shall be done On this human clay
Curse the shuffling masses! Pluck out their empty eyes! I am the god accendent Tranformed through transcendence Shall eyes be uncovered? Shall more follow my path? If Metatron was a man The archetype lives on...
Throw off the yokes and shackles Of human decrepitude The fallacy of unknowledge To feed from the real poolTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
