Текст песни 216

What are you, the self proclaimed beast?

Who is the one that created you

... and whichever of your creators

Was born in the land where you come from

I flout at your signature

I deride the fear of priests

Forming my own triple multiplication

I receive communion from the golden rays

Blind children of dissimulation!

Ye who heed the ancient books

Analyzing the lunatics' nonsense

Enter the unholy pattern of spiral

Crucifixion

The neovitruvian man

Resurrection

... and time will not exist
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I set forth

With you and your stone tools behind

Tesseractic visions,

The energy of new suns

I absorb their light,

Now that I understood the essence

I set forth

This is my golden sum

I see with my third eye

I transform into fourth destiny

My number raises one degree higher

Pure freedom of my soul

And how many gods yet... ?

And how many suns and worlds... ?

And how many prophecies and deeds... ?

... and just look behind