Из альбома: ...and Time Begins
FORMED A RACE OF CARBON TO CRUSH THE SOULS OF MAN
A more perfect structure, one of greater thought
Bestowed by the creator, betrayal of our lives
They bring fourth disease upon our mortal grounds,
The earth bleeds fire
Our service to him is not suitable, for his spirit to endure everlasting
They have come to banish, into thought, our weakened souls
TO RID him, of his mind, of our plague, nothingness
Things once familiar are now nothing we are now nothing
Life within a life, Physically
Our nothingness, breeds their servitude
To an aging god, fearing death, envious of mans free will
In selfishness he condemns mans consciousness through his creation
God incarnate a vicarious union to reclaim his omnipotence
Self imposed through his vanity the eras of vengeance return
Restructure of the trinity,
Thought in spirit, image of god, god the flesh
Having no sense of their perdition man becomes the source
Physical metamorphosis of man,
Channeling energies of potential into light provides him life
Understanding that they are bound eternal
Never to achieve secrets of time, infinity answers, unknown
THE SPIRITUAL REALM, IS CONDEMNED WITHIN THE MENTAL DOORS OF OF HIS
MIND The heavens can live on through our torment