Hordes of Devolutionary Regresing from the dream Sacrificing visionaries The ever flowing stream Congregation of the new divine Your wisdom isn't half of mine On the other side of Styx, behold The shadows of the past, the old Devolutionary Storms Forever dwelling in his purgatory Nowhere to find what you seek Creation of the mandatory The deluded, trivial and weak My sins are unpaid My time has new come The prophets betrayed The evil is done My honour disgraced My soul was mislead The ferryman faced The aspiration is dead