"Paint me as a dead soul ...
The flesh, the image, the reflection
Let's complete the illusion"

John Balance

there is a flame untamed

deep in my heart
unyielding, pure Ain Soph
'tis measureless

our right divine:

aspire to all horizons

to seek nature ov things
retreat within yourself
to find the primal breath


slaves ov the dead gods
martyrs ov the falsehood

your life is death now
engulfed by the wake ov a million years
welcome to Amenti


to perceive means to know
to possess means to deny

in the catacombs ov life
concealed within deaths vaults
pure vibration lies

nitya-samsarins
travel to the house ov empty words
Am-Heh! devour their hearts!


slaves ov the dead gods
martyrs ov the falsehood

your life is death now
engulfed by the wake ov a million years
welcome to Amenti


Jerusalem is falling!
falling! falling!

Jerusalem is falling!
Yerushalaim nehereset!