Из альбома: ...and They Shall Take Up Serpents
You are removed from the future database
No genetic code shall exist from this race
Hallelujah these scars are not permanent fixtures
They all shall fade away with time
The stars twinkle in the void
As two legged creatures scheme and dream in vain
In your minds you are temples
But in reality you are a disgrace
We give you temples of warning
Temporary signs of distress
The fissures you saunter are cracking
And your death, an imbalance it won’t make