Cold parousia

Mineral-hearted noumena

Iron spider weaving

A web of frozen thoughts

A dream of a life without flesh

A collective soul

Torn skin,bones and nerves

Be blessed by the power

Of the immanent god!

Layers on layers of metal and rock

Piled up and crushed

To reach the ignition point

Feel the weight of the world

Increased: Shapes unleashed

In a mechanical ecstasy

Matter is eveything, matter is god;

Matter is the glorious flesh

Of ideas and numbers

There's a hole in the world's substance

A door has been opened

To a brave new spiritual domain

Have faith:

Be a part of the one

Leave your body behind!

Aies la vie en horreur

Et la terre en dégoût!

Don't mourn the loss

Of the tree of life

For you shall soon come back

To the garden

Transfigured, your soul

A figure in a chipset

Shall not suffer anymore

We're as one, subjects and lords

In the circumterrestrial network

Matter over spirit

Spirit over matter

Magnus opus

Don't mourn the loss

Of what you once were

For you are no longer a stranger

We are one and nothing

The void - The universe:

La conscience glacée de dieu

We're as one, subjects and lords

In the stone-cold promethean eden

Now our flesh can burn

Be grinded and scattered

For we are not men anymore

In paradisum deducant te angeli

Perducant te in civitatem sanctam

Jerusalem

Venite, faciamus nobis civitatem

Turim pertingat ad caelum

In paradisum deducant te angeli

In tuo adventu suscipiant te

Martyres

Chorus angelorum te suscipiat

Et cum lazaro quondam paupere

Aeternam habeas requiem

Master, am I God?

Master, am I God?

Are we God?