Against the light of thespian forge They stride both sides on sinuous path Deride the strive of facest opposed Silhouettes of paradox craft Dreamscapes for followers flawed Sights to grasp Minds palate for sinful flesh to sate Love to drain from virgin disgraced What shame and hate she shall raise Slithers and crawls foil to all With malformed claws Through own feces, descend to reach Zenith of stars, lethe of gods Welded to prostrated past Carcass of useless Eden We shall transcend Shift to higher phase We shall aspire, ascend Through dead evolutions end We shall shed the skin Lose the waste of history Shred the roots and drift