Theory in Practice

Hunted down by believers of the cross They say I have the devil in me Forced to confess under torture They strap me tight to a steel bed Nausea, cannot move nor speak The chanting seems so unreal My reminder is the cold bed of steel They ignore my mo

Centuries upon centuries, shadowed by secred societies Infesting the world with obscnities, aligned in an arcane pact Surveilling each Earth world corner, leading the rats to dark waters Drowned in our new world order, Novus Ordo Seclorum Our name is

In virutal worlds, I've placed my mind In dreaming reality, these dimensions entwined My mind is travelling, left my body blind Computerised journey, I search to find Carnally lifeless, my mind alert Searching to find, the tool is my mind Meeting res

Embraced in my dream, absurd as it may seem You're slave under my illusion, the everdark of mine Sodomize your shallow mind Swirling images rise, constructed by my lies In my shadows all your fear is true, it is all too real Resurrect the toughts I s

Zoo time is she and you time The mammals are your favourite type, and you want her tonight Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat You hear the thunder of stampeding rhinos, elephants and tacky tigers This town ain't big enough for both of us And it ain't me

The cresendo in manipulation A non-divine intervention Beyond clothing in the womb Past ethics and morals are entombed Recycling the features Faces of the past resurrected through duplication In cylinders hatching motherless A harvest of duplicates S

For insight into the spiritworld I paint this mirror black In order to enhance my vision, travel to the beyond and back Slightly intoxicated, numbing the nerves of my anatomy Mindset for discovery Like a lighthouse in the embrace of night's darkness

Advanced breed performing surgery in my brain Diminishing the barriers of my mind I'm granted the eye Three-dimensional sight expanded Substance turns out to be illusion Abstract persceptions From past, present and future they come Three time-factors

Hybridization takes control Hands of the past starts ripping at the fabric of time Clawing with frantic intensity, coming alive Nailed to thin air as I marvel at the absurdity I see Through a rip reaching through, they are choking me Features fabrica

Sunstorms, spirits enters the solar domain Deceased, off to a horizon in flames Burning, 10,000 degrees are there to embrace Unharmed, we drink from the lava ablaze Worthless are the flesh cages now withering one astronomical unit away Severed from t