Rot reflected in abyssal mirrors
An existence of majestic fallacies
Infamous cowardies, falsehoods and vanities
Reneged by the adamic clay of which you are made

Distorted reflections, badly finished drafts
To your demiurgic powder they will return
Among the worms, their weakness creeps
Awaiting the ruin and destruction of being

The imaginary empire that is doomed to collapse
Egoic illusion strengthening prisons
Immense assembly watching the farce end
A beautiful harvest of all the poison planted

To the Nothing will return but it will not remain there
The orbital serpent will guide you back home
The old order, the cosmic law, the same resumption
The ruin of a mental kingdom that will come undone

The end of all the weakness that insists on hiding
From a name stained in the mud of shame
The rupture of a parasitic web
Total dissolution will once again have to take place