| 作曲 : Abigor | |
| What means imagination | |
| If not the trigger | |
| To pure hell? | |
| The chaos nova of our vision | |
| Closed the fissure of the night | |
| After the mirror of the void was scared | |
| By shapeless horns – | |
| Satan’s galaxy | |
| Seeing through five triangular shapes | |
| We are so close to this dimension | |
| As the center erects a spiral | |
| Uniting us without bridges | |
| We swim in a chalice of cataklysm | |
| The pentagrams dynamism | |
| The chlorophyll of liquid dreams | |
| Cloaks the lords of apocalypse | |
| As the distortion in the tapestry shows me | |
| What they cannot see | |
| Reborn by the burial of syndrome | |
| This pure flight of transparency | |
| Mutating into the new circle of power | |
| I gave death to whom | |
| I gave death to me | |
| An exchange of the links below | |
| The geometry of madness fulfilled | |
| I breed into new unzoned trance | |
| United in parallel | |
| Genetic eternities | |
| By shapeless horns | |
| Satan’s galaxy |
| zuo qu : Abigor | |
| What means imagination | |
| If not the trigger | |
| To pure hell? | |
| The chaos nova of our vision | |
| Closed the fissure of the night | |
| After the mirror of the void was scared | |
| By shapeless horns | |
| Satan' s galaxy | |
| Seeing through five triangular shapes | |
| We are so close to this dimension | |
| As the center erects a spiral | |
| Uniting us without bridges | |
| We swim in a chalice of cataklysm | |
| The pentagrams dynamism | |
| The chlorophyll of liquid dreams | |
| Cloaks the lords of apocalypse | |
| As the distortion in the tapestry shows me | |
| What they cannot see | |
| Reborn by the burial of syndrome | |
| This pure flight of transparency | |
| Mutating into the new circle of power | |
| I gave death to whom | |
| I gave death to me | |
| An exchange of the links below | |
| The geometry of madness fulfilled | |
| I breed into new unzoned trance | |
| United in parallel | |
| Genetic eternities | |
| By shapeless horns | |
| Satan' s galaxy |
| zuò qǔ : Abigor | |
| What means imagination | |
| If not the trigger | |
| To pure hell? | |
| The chaos nova of our vision | |
| Closed the fissure of the night | |
| After the mirror of the void was scared | |
| By shapeless horns | |
| Satan' s galaxy | |
| Seeing through five triangular shapes | |
| We are so close to this dimension | |
| As the center erects a spiral | |
| Uniting us without bridges | |
| We swim in a chalice of cataklysm | |
| The pentagrams dynamism | |
| The chlorophyll of liquid dreams | |
| Cloaks the lords of apocalypse | |
| As the distortion in the tapestry shows me | |
| What they cannot see | |
| Reborn by the burial of syndrome | |
| This pure flight of transparency | |
| Mutating into the new circle of power | |
| I gave death to whom | |
| I gave death to me | |
| An exchange of the links below | |
| The geometry of madness fulfilled | |
| I breed into new unzoned trance | |
| United in parallel | |
| Genetic eternities | |
| By shapeless horns | |
| Satan' s galaxy |