| Song | Thrashomatic Overdrive |
| Artist | Cryptic Wintermoon |
| Album | Of Shadows |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Addicted to protoplasmic matter | |
| I avail myself do that wide abundance | |
| For I am the creator they call me god | |
| This naive rattle I just cultivated to quench my thirst | |
| In my laboratory lovely named "earth" your incubator you grow and wilt | |
| Scrutinized and analyzed | |
| And when my work is done I simple pull the plug | |
| I am theory and practically don't exist | |
| Syntax error the unknown force of downfall | |
| My name a synonym for terror my blood the elexier of horror | |
| I sustain all synthetic factors of physical composition | |
| Archieving of all nocturnal phenomenons | |
| The ultimate supervisor of statics weaver of dimensions | |
| Listen to that voice so mellow close your eyes and fall asleep | |
| But be on your guard not to go astray in the shades | |
| Back to generation zero thrashomatic overdrive | |
| Enigmatic origin stain by hidden force | |
| Extinguishing the flame of mortals systematic termination | |
| Monumental patron of the unhallowed hordes | |
| I sustain all synthetic factors of nocturnal grace |
| Addicted to protoplasmic matter | |
| I avail myself do that wide abundance | |
| For I am the creator they call me god | |
| This naive rattle I just cultivated to quench my thirst | |
| In my laboratory lovely named " earth" your incubator you grow and wilt | |
| Scrutinized and analyzed | |
| And when my work is done I simple pull the plug | |
| I am theory and practically don' t exist | |
| Syntax error the unknown force of downfall | |
| My name a synonym for terror my blood the elexier of horror | |
| I sustain all synthetic factors of physical composition | |
| Archieving of all nocturnal phenomenons | |
| The ultimate supervisor of statics weaver of dimensions | |
| Listen to that voice so mellow close your eyes and fall asleep | |
| But be on your guard not to go astray in the shades | |
| Back to generation zero thrashomatic overdrive | |
| Enigmatic origin stain by hidden force | |
| Extinguishing the flame of mortals systematic termination | |
| Monumental patron of the unhallowed hordes | |
| I sustain all synthetic factors of nocturnal grace |
| Addicted to protoplasmic matter | |
| I avail myself do that wide abundance | |
| For I am the creator they call me god | |
| This naive rattle I just cultivated to quench my thirst | |
| In my laboratory lovely named " earth" your incubator you grow and wilt | |
| Scrutinized and analyzed | |
| And when my work is done I simple pull the plug | |
| I am theory and practically don' t exist | |
| Syntax error the unknown force of downfall | |
| My name a synonym for terror my blood the elexier of horror | |
| I sustain all synthetic factors of physical composition | |
| Archieving of all nocturnal phenomenons | |
| The ultimate supervisor of statics weaver of dimensions | |
| Listen to that voice so mellow close your eyes and fall asleep | |
| But be on your guard not to go astray in the shades | |
| Back to generation zero thrashomatic overdrive | |
| Enigmatic origin stain by hidden force | |
| Extinguishing the flame of mortals systematic termination | |
| Monumental patron of the unhallowed hordes | |
| I sustain all synthetic factors of nocturnal grace |