Part I

The devil, great consumer of mortality,
 appears as the destroyer of cause and effect, and of God's linearity.
 Hence man can be merged in His infinity.
 Monument, o mighty monument of time!
 We're marching through the ongoing passage of time
 Life eating... collapsing... drowning...
 Pointed but without origin
 Continuum... sequence... pendulum...
 We provoke spiritual leadership
 We step out of this miserable race
 We become one with His principle
 We are one
 We invoke the magnificent purity
 We invoke the almighty black flame
 We become one with His principle
 We are one - we are none
 Locked and trapped inside thy self
 Thou shalt never be free
 Dissecting process marches on
 Without limitation
 A solemn decay procession
 Cycles structuring around thee
 Like a maelstrom
 A time to kill and a time to heal
 A time to tear down and a time to build up
 A time to weep and a time to laugh
 A time to mourn and a time to dance
 A time to throw stones and a time to gather stones
 A time to embrace and a time to shun embracing
 A time to search and a time to give up as lost
 A time to keep and a time to throw away
 A time to tear apart and a time to sew together
 A time to be silent...
 And a time to speak
 PERPETUA SERVITUS
 Thou seem to be separated in entities
 Consumed and erased you creep and crawl
 A sequence of extermination
 Constellations evolve out of prima materia
 Periodically transforming and enduring
 Focusing on metamorphosis
 Where shall all this lead to?
 Grand Master Satan lead us through!
 Time - father - reaper
 Life eater
 Time is Satan's way of keeping everything from happening at once.
 Perpetual cycle devoid of all logic
 So cold and bare of all reason
 When nothingness becomes even more desperate
 A moving mausoleum of eternal death
 A delicate cut through the heart of goodness
 Tyrants of an alternate faith rise in clarity
 SATURN ESCHATON
 We provoke spiritual leadership
 We step out of this miserable race
 We become one with the fragmenting principle
 We are one - we are none
 Bloody knives and utopias shall be hidden
 Yet there is a weapon that will never be found
 We the shadow's priests - we are absence
 The endless not-knot - the void's presence
 Directing the anxiety circus in eternity
 Monument, o great monument of time
 O you black colossus of presence
 TABULA RASA
 At the heart of it all...
 I will no longer rise
 Nor will I fall
 From towers shadowing the sky
 All logic comes tumbling down
 As one and one equals none
 When Icarus' ways lead to Phoenix' grace
 Victory I praise
 Illuminated - resurrected - gloria victoria!
 HALLELUJAH!
 Alleluia... alleluia...
 Come ye father and reap my soul
 Come ye, come ye father
 Unveil it all
 Now and forever we fall
 We fall!