In the emptiness
You will see the fight
Comprehend the fight
The total fight
In deadly contest
The mind it haunts
To demonstrate
The ultimate truth
Possessed of all angels
Structure is a cage
Bound by none
Absolute
Skilled manipulation
Of tools of destruction
The end is forgotten
The cure is disease
Tools to explode
Tools to conquer the opposed
Tools to explode
Through the consciousness and the ego
When partial truth become the laws
Than can never be violated
A holy shrine is but a tomb
In which wisdom was buried
Understand it as a dead routine
Producing patternised prisoners
Filling time and space
In it, but not of it
Bound by another
To be carried on ones back
We seek to attack
To completely destroy this
Merciless
Merciless
