Текст песни The Bringer Of The Sixth Sun

I drank a goblet of fire...
I cut out the prophets tongue...
but still, the sun refuse refused to move.

I tore a hole in the web of sanity...
the very fabric of life itself...
but still, this flesh refused to burn.

"what a humble vision!
to forever dwell by the grace of the sun..."

I gathered the moon and the stars...
in my little pouch of planets...
the renaissance of astral flesh.
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dripping and drolling with universal thirst...
equilibrium going under...
in such an idle state of death.

sowing the seeds of a new dimension...

I am the conqueror in his petty paradise...
spinning around in garden of lush blooming death,
point at the sun, and I will be there...
and the angels, scattered and bleeding...
will be the foundation of my empire...

and admidst all this forlorn beauty...
...I still laughed at the end.