歌词
Between the damned
The pissed
And the outright insane
Grand architects of failure
Sculptors of loss
No golden thrones to follow
No shrines of solace to seek
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I shall erect myself over transience
I shall ascend over flesh
Steadfastly tearing through aether
I shall rise to the beyond
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I shall reveal heights not yet imagined
I shall rewrite Summa de Homine
I shall speak with tongues of angels
And I shall burn with pure light
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I will burn alright
Onto rupture: bonds rearranged
Scorch the archaic remnants
And rip through primordial thoughts
Onto diremption: self and kin
All glory and strenght of culture
Now null and void
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No golden thrones to follow
No shrines of solace to be found
And only the locusts shall sing
And only the locusts shall sing
At the end of the day