Lyrics

Transcendental gathering Summit of the divine offspring Ceremony of those ultimate mates Longing for a desperate fate Believing in protection In passion you'll miss salvation Aware of human's energy Through affliction we've reached ataraxy Staring at organised circles While drinking their vital liquid With irony we all gaze at each attempt To revive the long-awaited religious apathy Believing in protection In passion you'll miss salvation Aware of human's energy Through affliction we've reached ataraxy Unchained in an intolerable system of thoughts Poisoning will gradually take place While the process of contamination has begun The cessation of your mystic march will be your fate