Here the caves are pulsing now
Our citadel swarming begins to rise
Spirals of our pretty monster
Wakin’ up slowly the narco-hive
In the twilight of perfection
Mutinied cells gave birth to bodies refined
Insect angels fly to bless strange riddles to come

Seal the mothers of doom
They’ll never behold our impossible tomb
Climbing on the fireworks, noble arcane lunacy
Feel the blast of this mind energy

We never tasted god’ s tongue on our lips
But we sense his back turning on us
Freedom or reason, but reason’ s for few
These bars are a gift from above

And the stream of consciousness appears
Whitout you by my side
And I find myself still wonder why
And the people call this brotherhood
Unholy engine seed
And we love to dope our mad machine

Congregation of our nation
Building wicked systems from the floor
You might look but never tell our mas(s)terpiece
Instictution, re-evolution
Doubled troubled anarcotomy
In this living patchwork set my colony

Seal the mothers of doom
They’ll never behold our impossible tomb
We never crossed holy ground with our steps
Our legs are unable to kill
Freedom or reason, this prison we choose
The sons of jailousy divine

And the stream of consciousness appears
Whitout you by my side
And I find myself still wonder why
And the people call this brotherhood
Unholy engine seed
And we love to dope our mad machine

Celebration of damnation
Wombs of autoembryonic witchery
You will find you’d like to join the rival
Disconnection, procreation
A million stars in velvet pregnacy
No need to disguise our rebel carnival

See the stylists of impurity
Methods of madness they wear
Feasting around the grand totem of chaos
Dance at the sound of his word