Текст: Chasm (The). Procreation Of The Inner Temple. The Day Of Liberation.

The gloomy shadow in screams
Embrace the multicolor scenes
The mirages of hypocrite souls
In all these years, the lost years...

Beneath the crystal brightness
Of the circle of dimensions
I see the end of my earthly life
I founded the unreal past...

I'm searching the serenity
To fill the void that flows in me
Deliverance of the humilliated man
Strange times are coming...

I proclaim this soul as wraith
My dismal eyes are blinded
Emotions lead my journey, the dawn now is here

Dust, dust in my sky, cold, cold is my life
Crawling in cosmic solitude
Somber remembrance of the forest

The lunatic visions of my life
I whisper as I fly, poor ignorant entities
Now I'll go to my place...

Awaiting for the end of this life
The macrocosmos is open to me
The stars will be my guide
Universal path of disgrace