Sentenced in the streets of the sacred mutilation We are in the symmetry of the mortal allegory A hall of portraits drawn in toxic ink Septic fields abolishing the mighty liberty Forever incarnate and carved up Spastic system from divine existence Forever free without regret and flesh Entombing the aspiration of the weak A distant realm of alternate reality Of supreme darkness and pure abstraction Life is a sculpture without spirit In cosmic landscapes I be painted The notes of the tragedy have been traced The symphony of extinction is immortal Arrive Climbing over organic delusions Let them bleed into the pit of perdition Eternal in the ethereal domains Sentenced in the streets of the sacred mutilation We are in the symmetry of the mortal allegory Life is a sculpture without spirit In cosmic landscapes i'll be painted The notes of the tragedy have been traced The symphony of extinction is immortal Arrive Climbing over organic delusions Let them bleed into the pit of perdition Eternal in the ethereal domains