An Albatross Profane Illumination
Staring at the...
Staring at the...
Staring at the Clear Light!
Freedom is a cancer
Freedom is a massacre
(Slit the esophagus, vomit the soul)
Doom shall arrive
Koom, you shall thrive
(Rush up the spine and into the soul)
Profane Illumination
Visions without sight!
Envision it right now!
