Father ov terror
Aba ol-hol, enter the pylon
Thru' the galleys ov past
Catacombs ov night
Into the starry womb
Slay, slay, asar un-nefer
We have no fear
Our time had come
Our will is done
Dance, dance
O mighty one
In the fields ov aqert
And spit ipon slaves ov death
War god
Trample all weakness
This is your day ov pride
Draw thy flaming sword
Cut the umbilical cord
To set me free from eternal sleep
Step by step
Khem, evolution, spiral vibration
Can you hear?
Can you touch?
Can you see?
Can you really see?
We charm all jins
Automata, inprinted realities
They creep like snakes
And all we feel
Is painful bliss
As we burn forth
Like winged globe
Like solar disk
And penetrate eternity
Slaves shall serve

INVIA LE CORREZIONI