I nastanie królestwo prawdy?
Nastanie, hegemonie
Ono nigdy nie nastanie! '

Choked on own redemption in this dark night without end
At the failed attempt to hold the last of grounds
What bitter irony in this cadaverous obedience
Punctured lung prayer, stiff limb gesture

As the pillars of ego collapse under his gentle, wounding hand
Arche point blank, fastforward theosis
Caressing teeth of a starving God
A communion with the void

Deathdriven, gracefallen
Numb, stray
Truth, lie redefined
Onward thanatos, onward destrudo
Onward death and onto the great darkness!

Cease and abandon

I shall cease and I shall abandon
I shall revert, descend
Become as a stone the temple is founded upon
Become a stone
Numb, stray

Forsaken, broken
Ripe for conversion