Song | Lam |
Artist | Behemoth |
Album | Evangelia Heretika - The New Gospel |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Azarewicz, Behemoth, Nergal | |
Children of technocracy invoke synthetic spirits | |
Plastic crosses choke perspiring necks | |
MAAT - I cast dices, but curtain of future is still hermetic closed | |
Rise! Rise up my Soror, and you, my Father - | |
High! Towards the stars when the white fire | |
Which purifies and melts all false sacrament | |
Ashes' power equal thousands suns | |
Mysterys' structures are like chaos of known | |
Objectivism is subjective mandala of reality | |
Fractals - flaming spaces consume ego's order | |
Kaos Keraunos Kybernetos | |
Lamipsos | |
Illumination in the face of thousand faces | |
Gnosis obtained by descending into the tunnels of self - knowing | |
When thunders of ecstasy strike black waves of unconscious sea | |
I swim, float, drift, scream... "Aiwasss" | |
And barriers of self change in legion of escaping bats | |
L.V.X. |
zuo qu : Azarewicz, Behemoth, Nergal | |
Children of technocracy invoke synthetic spirits | |
Plastic crosses choke perspiring necks | |
MAAT I cast dices, but curtain of future is still hermetic closed | |
Rise! Rise up my Soror, and you, my Father | |
High! Towards the stars when the white fire | |
Which purifies and melts all false sacrament | |
Ashes' power equal thousands suns | |
Mysterys' structures are like chaos of known | |
Objectivism is subjective mandala of reality | |
Fractals flaming spaces consume ego' s order | |
Kaos Keraunos Kybernetos | |
Lamipsos | |
Illumination in the face of thousand faces | |
Gnosis obtained by descending into the tunnels of self knowing | |
When thunders of ecstasy strike black waves of unconscious sea | |
I swim, float, drift, scream... " Aiwasss" | |
And barriers of self change in legion of escaping bats | |
L. V. X. |
zuò qǔ : Azarewicz, Behemoth, Nergal | |
Children of technocracy invoke synthetic spirits | |
Plastic crosses choke perspiring necks | |
MAAT I cast dices, but curtain of future is still hermetic closed | |
Rise! Rise up my Soror, and you, my Father | |
High! Towards the stars when the white fire | |
Which purifies and melts all false sacrament | |
Ashes' power equal thousands suns | |
Mysterys' structures are like chaos of known | |
Objectivism is subjective mandala of reality | |
Fractals flaming spaces consume ego' s order | |
Kaos Keraunos Kybernetos | |
Lamipsos | |
Illumination in the face of thousand faces | |
Gnosis obtained by descending into the tunnels of self knowing | |
When thunders of ecstasy strike black waves of unconscious sea | |
I swim, float, drift, scream... " Aiwasss" | |
And barriers of self change in legion of escaping bats | |
L. V. X. |