| Living under faith, dying to escape |
| Spirited away, reborn into suffering |
| Growing through the pain with a different name |
| Waiting for an end |
| Leaving to become again |
| Born again yet still so dead |
| Blackened ash and ever soulless, empty shell of mass neurosis |
| One of countless more |
| With a dying mind condemned to rot in total darkness |
| Spiritual suppression |
| Knowledge only for the blessed |
| Underlying vengeance |
| Elusive opulence of absolution |
| Substrata, Alpha born from the Omega |
| Repertory office |
| Evasive evidence, the great illusion |
| The unwary, slaughtered into sanctuary |
| Curse of repetition till we fall into attrition |
| Bottomless and bleak, is the path of piety |
| Slipping into servitude |
| Try to keep in mind, before completely dead inside |
| That Hell is not awaiting |
| Never Heaven, God or Satan |
| Only the ascension |
| Prepare for disembodiment |
| Nonexistence is the ultimate experience |
| Life begins when coming to an end |
| And all attachments are severed and lie broken |
| The gate opens |
| Endless soul expansion, unrestrained by erudition |
| Flow of information far beyond imagination |
| Sapience of Ancients |
| No more kneeling to undo the pain of being |
| Separate from the cowards |
| One within your newfound power |
| Everlasting consciousness |
| Sentience |
| Look in your eyes |
| Remember you’re just trapped inside |
| As desperate times become our darkest days |
| Endless soul expansion, unrestrained by erudition |
| Flow of information far beyond imagination |
| Sapience of Ancients |
| Keep in mind, before completely dead inside |
| That Hell is not awaiting |
| Never Heaven, God or Satan only the ascension |