Оригинален текст
Our presence lost, from silhuettes of prey
Steal myths petrified past they shall portray
Venerable host of memories fray
My lord, tears they obey
Silver keys to chosen realms in jaws of hostile speech
Cast shades of her loss and relief how dreaming gods greed
Shallow patience, no time but hurt and wait
Reclections fade, lights chosen abdicate
Search for even lies
Balance synchronized
Solid harmony through chaos
Celebrate
Psychose clarified
Cycles lead to worldburn
Cycles of worldburn