[00:00.00] 作曲 : Azarewicz, Behemoth, Nergal[03:30.36][01:08.01]Children of technocracy invoke synthetic spirits[03:34.60][01:12.69]Plastic crosses choke perspiring necks[03:36.83][01:14.41]MAAT - I cast dices, but curtain of future is still hermetic closed[03:42.83][01:20.87]Rise! Rise up my Soror, and you, my Father -[03:46.02][01:24.25]High! Towards the stars when the white fire[03:52.23][01:29.29]Which purifies and melts all false sacrament[01:49.60]Ashes' power equal thousands suns[01:55.52]Mysterys' structures are like chaos of known[02:01.38]Objectivism is subjective mandala of reality[02:07.84]Fractals - flaming spaces consume ego's order[02:43.88]Kaos Keraunos Kybernetos[03:02.82]Lamipsos[03:09.24]Illumination in the face of thousand faces[03:12.72]Gnosis obtained by descending into the tunnels of self - knowing[03:17.87]When thunders of ecstasy strike black waves of unconscious sea[03:22.27]I swim, float, drift, scream... "Aiwasss"[03:25.44]And barriers of self change in legion of escaping bats[03:28.48]L.V.X.