[words 6/6-98, music 96-97] Infernal majesty, Gibbering... pattern, enthusiasm Slowly affected as light becomes violent And the exceeding of thoughts is blinded by it's slaves Monstrous abundance, I'll share the same with you If you can reach the stars In the pleasantness of fertile harm, scattered all over Experience fault, experience the tower, Grown with its own prudence And with sketches of the malignant three On course with the five in line A heart of those that pleasure must be bent before their eyes Then I see the dragon rise The mirror of pain, Graciously caressed In urge to dispute the male figure Grotesque shimmering, falsefull tales Indocrinated formulas Itches the claws of the humorized bat And no life there, feeds without love Cleansed through the whirlwinds as I Rock the throne of delight Harmonized as one, redeemed satisfaction, must be pleased Circular extension, eroticism in the saddle of connection Infernal power, open up and determine man where he stands To make our heart complete And watch the syndromes fall Proud symbols to be as the seven itself And no thing is for sure, as we glance into the black sun
The keeper of light, altogether, Anonymously attracted to the scorpion dancing in his eyes As our convoy melts together, We sail the flesh as the apple gets irresistible Life's put to peace, the silent lamb is conquered Access, announce, might of great will And leaps from the shore of solitary Time to feed, time to let go Black shimmering, carrier of crowns, prospect mirror rising Abhorrent teardrops, landscapes, formations, Accordingly to the ten signs Ego, echo, tranquillity is born Diving, divine spectre Look at me, the draft draws nearer Female implant, lust is turned to hunger And freedom towers share the land increased in a global entrance Eyes colored blue, eyes colored red Enchanted wisdom breeds the serpents flame In feminine oceans, united in ecstatic motion, As we praise the flesh of sodomy with bestial behavior "O'moonshine", endanger this vioscope gla** arena We see, it's the fall of the false redeemer He with no hands Admiring the triumphant move of the elephant Rhythmic adjustment, sources are bound A descendant of pleasure in all ways Divided, stonedrops-silverblue As long as evil breeds