1. ANTICIPATION OF AN OBITUARY

I spoke to the numbers and produced a truth serum...
I read between the lines and a vault opened inside sin... A hallucination that grows in the darkest desert... A fall that ends inside the foliage of yesterday... The grid has brought you the thirst for servitude... Just a typical cancerous radar scenario...
A death head made of broken glass and powder... Funds flowing into everything that bleeds... You fell for the trap, now sever your limb... Or hear yourself wail in the forest in solitary... Enjoy your death, magickal and hysterical!


2. QUANTUM FROST

Awoken, a subconscious beast... Eating the worms out of the can... Under laws of psychic warfare... I pour out my blood for the source... Separate agendas of the psyche... Astral influences of rebellion... Obsession with the frozen demon... Covering the flames into my ally... I calculate as the shaman from the stars to the exhale... The times stand frozen in trinity... Examine the horror and retreat... I see what they don't see lurking amongst us... I sleep with a shield over my third eye... I smoke with a prayer for the challenger... I honor the material abominations... I give my life to the ultimate nothing... And it has called.


3. ONLY THE DEAD SPEAKS THE TRUTH

"Original lyrics usurped from 'cynical virtue' by 'the humanless cult.'

...The walls bleed silently and I am no longer listening..."


4. THE WOLF WILL NEVER DIE

Visible thought forms of the wolf... Entirely independent of their creator... Deep drugged grey elementals... I, and dead I, summon them now... And into my furthest death nest... Walking through walls... The wolf's eyes are in the corner... I called the animal back to me... My eyes notice a thin cord connecting it to my essence... And it is at one with the wolf.


5. ULTRA-EXTINCTION

"Lyrics usurped from 'dead aeon of the slain gods.' The words were retrieved by Killusion from 'the lost soul' and applied with the magickal intent to repair the blaring inaccuracy that sits in the past."


6. NARROW ROAD

There is no guarantee of blood and blasphemy... Only the altar of necessary tar and of holy resin... I suggesta glass full of poison for you... Are you shaking like a walking skeleton? Swollen like an eyeless druid? Whine will only get you a noose...
Bathe in the altar with the swine... The pyramids call the witches but the witches have vanished into the brothel... Who is left to struggle? Who is left to fire that bullet? And the names of the snaked will always change... With two crosses fixed as order... I took a piss on your future graves plot... Negation of the physical for the sake of the voyage... Recess into genocide for the sake of intelligence... Someone must lose... No tolerance for tolerance... Take your views to another window before I smash it and slice your throat on the shards... No tolerance for tolerance.


7. THE MENTU DYNASTY

Like a shaman steering the vessel of vastness... Inhale the green lion's vapours... We are all dead dogs without the leaf... The trust medicine from the pure earth... The engine of reality emits endless smoke... As it needs not the assistance of a mortal... As the moon sleeps in the ocean... An immense craving to devour the sunlight... As montauk calls up egypt I have sourced the mythos of the mentu dynasty... Into netherworld... Destiny: duaut.