Shaitan, Master; obeisance you are Raison d'etre, open from these wounds Seek and ye shall find (or it finds you) A flaming sword within your spine
Secrets of life open from blade of the knife When lungs are torn asunder I create myself again There are no secrets, a greater lie; the greater truth Sorcerers withdrawn from this home
...And what I saw was ecstasy beyond the ecstasy And what I saw was nothing before my fall Cogent ecstasy beyond the ecstasy
And now when I shed my life away and turn the knife in my lungs I see vividly those green glimmering eyes ...and those who recall their own names do not see further from this point but drown and burn
Come forth the spirit of Northern Cross, Nemo With the burning altars of god's heavens Come forth the spirit of Southern Cross, Nemo Begot by the order and the same god of us to serve Come forth the spirit of Western Cross, Nemo Come forth the spirit of Eastern Cross, Nemo Which is buried and flamed by sacrifice and waters offered to be in reverence Come forth the spirit of Northern Cross, Nemo Come forth the spirit of Southern Cross, NemoTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
