1. TEONANÁCATL - FLESH OF THE GODS

Deepest mysteries, decording skies
Diverting entities, corporeal it cries
Erupting obscenities, soaring ties

Fire, dire - craving higher
Sire, spire - no denial
Flesh of the gods

Eternal sight
Will ignite
Ejections like a tide
Engulfing wingless strides
Guiding might
Seamless flight
Projections I have cried
Dissolving lofty rides

Pious identities, omniscient allies
Erasing certainties, bounds it denies
Mending amenities, implosions wise

Thunder of the earth
Inebriating birth
Crown of horns - unholy swords
Locks of blind - teeth will grind
Wells of wisdom devise
Antennae my demise
Crown of thorns - holy lords
Keys in mind - unity entwined


2. PERFECTLY WRONG

Abrahadabra in rebound
You're being sedUsed by bewitching sound
Enchanting silence mirrorize
'Sorcery' is how you colorize
This wrong is never delete-able
Their mind-virus unacceptable
These well-synched eye-lies so pious
This is so wrong it's religious

Book-marked moments are ready labeled
Our out-of-frame-falling they disabled
Then is slaps you awaked, incarnate
All is what, it's not your fate

Everything is so perfectly wrong
All in itself just coming along
All is wide-shut certainty
Repeated copy of presently

Abrahadabra now unbound
You're being abused by their drug profound
Book-marked moments mesmerized
All our lives we've been telev-eyezed

Their steady slow-motion, reversed would-be
Strained distraction is no mystery
Their forced attraction is but history
A clear-sight potion, victory

I say this is perfectly wrong
All of you must come along
Get in line for that certainty
You're just a copy if you can't see...


3. PRECESSION OF THE EQUINOXES

26 thousand year gestation
Elevate us from our stagnation
Entity - infinity - peak us into divinity
Surface seamless in perfection
Arouse us from our sedation
Affinity - eternity - pinnacle of our supremacy

Untile the untold - the shifting will unfold
Crest of the manifold - fuses to the precession

Perpetual roads are in array
The past is in no more delay
Mockery, stalling, weeping
Sempiternal cycle won't betray
The future is out in a sway
Absurdity, falling, reaping free

Unite us from imoure concoction
Align us with a new mutation
Trinity, vicinity - summit juncture of our galaxy
Grow our death without salvation
Child of denial meet devastation
Legacy, accuracy - apex into actuality

We we lo lo, we we lo lo
Ah yum tu wa, na sa vu eh
Sa qua ma na, ku yea va
Nah tuk se na


4. ID ZERO

Separation - from the adult games
Rejuvenation - without any names
Synchronization - a cycle profound
Degradtion - your views are bound
Liberation - from a false paradise
Divination - the path of the wise
Manifestation - of the god in us all
Termination - just sacrifice and fall

Lost souls blindly sinking... into the sea
Blinded by the greed of the egos... we can not see
(Tears of nothingness... Tears none the less
Identity is but a lowly disguise... A freak-show paradise)

Genuine seeds of cultivation - lead us into germination

Aberration - disgrace of the mind
Perversion - it's the inner you must find
Purification - of this conscious freak
Intoxication - is the road to seek
Configuration - superiority
Finalization - intimate vicinity
Transformation - from the lost to the found
Destination - can't get around

You're a false creation of your own demented mind
A pathetic masquerade, the true you must be found

Anti-hero... ID zero

Without anything I am everything I want
With anything I am nothing but false


5. SAFETY-EXIT

With relief I my leaving hold
With belief in my passing I thus behold
With decease I perish from this dying mold

Like flitting clouds, carry me
Through the lands of dusk
And below the leaden sky
Sweep along like the wind...

...Over the mountain-peaks

I am the shadow wearer
I am but faithful clearer
Departure starts my journey
Unbound I reign

Dancing 'bout currents and storms
Far-seeing, ever watching my forms
Cadence but stillness eyrie informs
In serpentine underworlds transforms

True to you (all is one)
Brew anew (wall is gone)
Fall is won (view the clue)
Hall of now (two untrue)


6. PLUMED SERPENT RISE

Reclaim thy throne, shed your skin
Wings have grown, bebirth within
Obscurity so dire - the tainted men
Rekindle thy fire - the gods again

I am above
I am below
Sacrifice this enemy
Liberate thy heart
Great smoking mirror
Reflect the truth
Plumed serpent rise
(wings of the spirit in skies)

Bonds of our roles, the one true sin
Connect the poles, ascend and win
Death inspire - align not when
Life expire - lost souls den

Serpents rattle aligns in spin
Lowly centipede dies within
Finite ego - finite self
Transform to eternal devine


7. EKPYROSIS

Bring this manifestation to an end, for it's been wearing us apart
Burn our constituent bits amend, torch the dross of illusion depart

The time is here
The path is clear

Conflagration - has begun
Annihilation - set undone
(I am near, without fear, mind aware, disappear
Our salvation - all for none
New creation - death is one)

Occluded vision must be purified, irreconcilable opposites ascend
Engulf this parasite to be denied, dismantled sacrifice transcend

The truth is bare
The end is where

What is the blood that connects stones with soul, men with suns?
Poetry of destruction!


8. COSMOGENESIS

Det var dags att fälla undan slöjan
Sinnets fördunklande förvisning
De dödliga format sig

Det var dags att axla av sig manteln
Det innersta väsendets förvillande anlete
Som i svek iklätt sig

Dags att slutta lägga ifrän sig kronan
Den upplystes bemärkelse för de gudar
Han hava satt i sank

Dags att belönas med spiran
Fullkomlighetens sanna ansikte
I en hand styrd av otyglan

Tvinga undan den tarvliga försmädelse
Som artificiellt inympats
Och låt den slutligen falla på sin egen dårskap

Bit efter hur det smakar
Inse nödvändigheten av dråpet på
Levande avgudar och riv itu det lojala jaget

Dumdristigheten tycks ha försämrat aptiten av välkomnandet
Som skänkes denne nya konung
Krönt av den enda sanningens anspråk

Skuggor som ej längre förflytta sig i motsats till ljus..


9. THE EIGHT SINS, PART 3

(Avaricia)
Demon revenges cosmos
Pale skin, hairless and naked
Lunar and dark it spins webs in minds...
...Of sedated victims
They drool of satisfaction
Dark days to face
Consumed in a thousand curses

(Superbia)
Descending from the skies
A god a planetary crucifixion
Master superior, irresistible force
Harvesting all your crumbling souls
Plant black dahlias in the dust of your worm...
...In the dust of your world

No hope
No future
No love
No peace
No salvation, forgiveness, no humanity
We're all the sickness and it's cure

(Maggots, rectal hair, the joys of mutilation
Vaginal vomit
We breed like swollen rats
Bottled erections
Slashed vaginal art)

I was in the beginning
I will be left in the end

NO HUMANITY