Letra de Culte Des Mortes (I)

Medical research Beyond our beliefs The purpose of cures Immorality I seek Encased for the future When dead is my disease I hatch from my tomb New born you must believe Technology has bred me My reawakening has come Crionic I breath Crionic I breath The search for immortality All ease to my life The endless darkness now opens I welcome the touch of light Cryonic bodies lie deep in wait Anaesthetic their burden, the ice now seeps Shaken the dead, they rot in the earth The promises they missed, they inherit the earth Cryonic I breath cryonic, I've become The search for immortality, my life has begun Science advances Reasons to believe The conquest of fears Immortality I seek My awaiting now over The dead hear my cry I reach from my burden Born I hear you cry