Moira Kai Hybris (La Chair, Le Monde Et La Machine)
Grandness is the discord's creature
From their bloodstained madness
Was born their magnificence
Oh, little ingenuous nations lost in limbo
What shall be the rotten fruit of your act of sin?
Rise!
Foolish murderers!
Sacraments of the unnatural murder!
Destruction - creation
Sklaverei macht fleisch!
Recreating the sense within these ruins?
Conceitedness of the resigned
Deification
Of the sinner
Unspoken discontent
Corruption in the refuge
Fleisch macht sklaverei!
A servile flesh to sharpen this new world
Old deceivers to seduce again
Imperialism
Tyranny of the blind machine
Sklaverei!
Histrionism
To snatch your words from silence
Macht !
Retribution
Cracks of the artefacts
Fleisch!
The idols of reason make sacred the commands
Histrionism
To snatch existence from the night
Imperialism
Tyranny of the meaning quest
The splendours of flames only bring the desolation of ashes
Fossilized eternal precepts
Treacherous guardians of the verb
Slavery's seal to burn your flesh
Abjuration's spells envenom your flesh
Here is the outrageous!
Ophidian,
Protean,
Inordinate almightiness in action
Sooty nausea
Tragic experience of emptiness
Inane heroism
Sacraments of the machine
Don't you hear the call of the void?
I accuse them
The vile, the servile
Those who worship it
As the image of their shame
And their vacuity
Those for whom life has to be hated
I curse their weakness
And the vanity with which they praise their foul bitterness
I curse their blindness
And the bliss with which they praise the cult of their servitude
Foolish murderers!
Sacraments of the unnatural murder!
Destruction - creation
Sklaverei macht fleisch!
Recreating the sense within these ruins?
Conceitedness of the resigned
Deification
Of the sinner
Unspoken discontent
Corruption in the refuge
Fleisch macht sklaverei!
A servile flesh to sharpen this new world
Old deceivers to seduce again
Sinners! for there's no harmony in the realm of men
Sinners! for there is negation set up as a system
Sinners! for there is decadence in the hearts of men
Sinners! for there is no shame in the cult of despair
Sinners! for there's insanity in the minds of men
Sinners! for there is eagerness to be plunged in the chasm
Sinners! for there is illusions devoured by the worms
Sinners! for there is no disguise for your corruption
Sinners! for there is no excuse for your obsession
Sinners! for there is no prospect for your condition
Sinners! for there's no coherence in your solution
Sinners! for there is no more pray for your salvation
Sinners! for there is no more hope for your carrion
Sinners! for there is mere disease in your creation
Sinners! you shall now pay the price for your
Sinners! non serviam!