[Music: Stuart Prickett, Beau Dyer, Hamish Gould.] Assemble savage machines With erstwhile morbidity Allow thee certain substance that I adore Kiss my blood compa**ionately So alone within leviathan's flood Exotic world that lies within Transcendence reflected in anti-life Orgasm of sin's mutilated promise Loathing life's charming fury Infernal secrets riddled with glee Sing to them, elixir obtained forever Handled with rising madness Unspeakable misery bleeds The fires of earth 'till its rebirth Granted silence through the dark But cursed from the entrance above The stars masturbate jealously With wings of blissful gifts Where sleeping shadows wake And pseudo midnight lies Covered in lunacy, the sower of destinies Prostitute the carvings, the souls Painful cuts through the mirror Calling the sought after highs I crucifier of planets, iris of pain Dead star of stone, in hooves of fire Their undying waltz Please divest my wings of hate Black laced eucharist, blue agaves Wall of humankind's latent image Festival of d**h for all to see Weavers serenade speaking in tongues Treacherous intimacy within stone wings