Paroles de Theothanatological Shift

Sarx eternal, the invulnerable cask Gift of omnipresence, endless being Infinite nous of origin, divine Vessel for the astral spirit Spear strikes to rend a river of life Aorta pours crimson fuel for flesh Mind’s comprehension of reality The primal meaning bestowed upon Omnipresent being of lies Finite sarx and deceptive nous Unfit to be the vessel Not all-knowing as promised in devotion Separate from this union The source of seeming immortality Let be one being, the vessel of itself Nous guiding to the end, transmitting reality Extricated from the sacred dissension Wisdom attained through mortifying lust Nothing divine to the hereditary legacy As the refinement forgets the immortal art