Текст песни Eleven

The eternal recurrence is

The spiral coil of ecstasy

Eternity is the infinite

Mystery to fools

Through eternal

Deaths could one be reborn

This orgasm of coming

Into being is perfect

I have become the knowledge

Culminating in my

Appearance I am perfect

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Understand my number is 11

As all their numbers who are of us

Smite these fools of

Men upon the earth

Trample down the many and the known

As all slaves they serve and

Cluster to exalt me

The blind lead the cripple

Through the burning embers

None shall stand before

Those who are as once were