The Age Of Plague — текст песни (Baphomet)

Conjour the vision
or twisted remains
and the great empires
have all fallen to rulns

As I crawl through the remaine
slabs of unburn and entralls
of this curious and instrusive creature
I stop to think
humanity so powerful and
yet not able to keep itself alive

Could you concelve all of my mind`s pain
come with me through my eyes you`ll
see pain you may never know
but in which your kids will grow