Miscreant Veritable God
I die and I want to see
The last hope of cognition
Of the verity
In a light ray of consciousness
Around deadly and cold dark.
The verity is consist in puzzle
Of magic sphere,
Which gives unknown pain
Of blissfull fear.
I wanna be immortal,
I must feel a unknown pain,
I wanna be the god
I must born again.
Unraveled puzzle opens pass
On labirinth of a pain...
And I become a God.
I shall create own religion
In my dominion of the enclosing world.
My own consciousness
Is reflection of a reality.
I have become a God.
God of light and dark,
Of chaos and tranquillity.
I am verity!
I have died, but I live in light ray
Of consciousness around of dead cold,
When you want to see the last hope
Of cognition of the true.
The verity is consist in puzzle
Of magic sphere,
Which gives unknown pain
Of blissfull fear.
You must be immortal,
You wanna feel a unknown pain,
You wanna be the god
You must born again.
Walk on black labirinth of a pain
Acquire new envelop of human soul
Glorify of own God!
I am immortal, I am lifeless,
I'm veritable truth, I am your God!
