A superimposed image of reality Fades as we exhume the mirage And the beast from the cosmic void Speaks like us, looks like us
He demonstrates his power And sours dreams in his wake To challenge him is to bring Devastation upon us all
Behold! Hail!
We are the insects of the cosmos, On a tiny rock in the ether We are the grains of sand From which this temple is builtTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
