Apocalypticists 가사

Consciousness reworked, sequences shifted Thoughts crystallized, dark veil risen Whom seek to liberate, whom seek the inmost truth Whom entered the path and stumbled One hell of epiphany: Delirium And inherent discontent and hunger An anchorite immured within cursing stones And their discordant chant, an offering refused Nothing ecstatic about this truth And even gods have deserted No one will be awaken, no one will be released And those spastic wriggles of a semazen Desperate with the notion of a flat-lined thought No one will be awaken, no one will be released Revelato An abode of distress, a resonant blasphemy A constellation of black holes, a clay ratio Another turn of the wheel of deconstruction This particular mind has specialized in howling No one will be awaken, no one will be released