Buried in the sand The ocean of desert Halfway in between Dream and real world Called Ubar, called Irem What have you concealed? Cyclopean city [Incomprehensible
the moon shines bright among the stars deity among angels unquestionable ruler so bright, so cold, so endless when it calls they obey lunatic faceless
That which sleep Is a part of the soul That which watch Is a part of the watching Of perception I am wandering To the inner space Of soul [Unverified
have you ever had the feeling how unnatural, bizarre and daunting is the fact that you live, that you breathe, move, and speak and eat, excrete. how absurd
every droplet of blood measures the time of the world trapped in the emptiness of the humanity's ignorance demons driven by hunger craving for human'
Behold! I'm yesterday I'm today I'm brother of tomorrow So priest said and So I'm saying now but Can you hear the demons? They're awaiting for you Who
I want to give you a piece of myself I want to smell you from your skin to your veins I want to lick all your body and suck all your neck and then what
Oh son of the royal blood Your way of life was bright And full of superiority Taking possession of the crown and the throne You were caned patricide Winged
at times, as you look into the void she glares at you too reveals her true face the face unrevealed by words nor with gestures is it shown the face with
in a moral embrace the giants are met, fighting for dominion I am the jugde and the end and death I became, destruction of all the worlds when the time
I consume your soul Flames of Armageddon Raised swords Heavens gate are shattering No mercy for the fallen ones Iron will of desecration Stronger that
The shadows crawling all over your body Making un-understandable signs You know that they wish To say something to you But your hermetically closed mind
instrumental traditional Latin hymn "Dies Irae" or "Day of Wrath" arranged, performed and recorded by: Matthew Ervin and The New York Room
futurus Quatdo judex est venturus Cuncta stricte discussurus! Quantus tremor est futurus Dies irae, dies illa Quantus tremor est futurus Dies irae, dies
Dies irae, dies illa solvet saeclum in favilla teste David cum Sybilla Dies irae, dies illa Quantus tremor est futurus, quando judex est venturus cuncta
the destruction that shall come And also at your coming wrath When heavens and earth shall move) Dies illa, dies irae, calamitatis et miseriae Dies
[Secret message: first letters of each line compose phrase "CHRIST THE BASTARD SON OF HEAVEN] Creed of eternal life I swore Held my candle of life to