Original lyrics

EN

Let these words be as sand in the cogwheels of reason As a malign disturbance in the sustainment of universe And let each quark of this degenerated microcosm Stand as a citadel of cold and deliberate hatred Let there come a glorious error in the patterns of the world Let the tainted foundations of reality crumble And let us hope nothing comes afterwards So the gravest of mistakes we all blindly wander in Will finally come to an end Annihilate prime factor Thrice deny divine restraint Reject all things finite and infinite Annihilate prime factor Towards the tainted omega-pleroma, so perfect In its warped beauty, it comes to burn the earth And our hearts shall welcome the flames with purest of joys Haunted by the voices of living breathing cosmos Isis! Cunt of pneuma, whence all floweth Exceeding the capacity of pure abstraction Digitized Logos, blistered into matter