Is that what I seem to see a conceit,
An insight in occurrences to ascertain the sun
Father knowledge, lead my way...
The beauty of the constitution
Begets a craving for the search
The doctrine is bewitched
By the whispering of... god?
Follow your spirit to infinity.
Release my lungs from breath
Banish the holy vow I made
Robbed vitality
Vaporous nature, scowling eyes...
Mortem peragrare
On and on, into voodoo-cult.
Living through the new born pain
Of time and history
Dimensions burn their hateful signs
On my defenceless skin.
The voice I obeyed unsuspecting
Belongs to death himself
Woeful cries, shrouded in secrecy.
I will feel the frost again,
There`s no end but endless pain;
Darkness, show me your disguise
Omnipresent sin.
Father, honour`s lost its worth
Being is a lie;
Segment of unconscious fear
Father... widespread black you`ll find
As you pulse, again and again
In the different hells
In the myriads
Of your mind
Pulse...
Bury my soul in the ash of the candles you light.