Yeah No act of spawning was my birth There is no darkness after my dawn I don't command [Incomprehensible] Gods [Incomprehensible] for hatred, [Incomprehensible
A scarab beetle which toils through its phases From an egg through a larva to the protector of the dawning sun Out of unmanifest into matrix of manifestation
[Lyrics: Pavel Frelik, Music Peter Wiwczarek] Sometimes believing in some disembodied being can help find the way in the world. A being that constitutes
You run, you cry, you fear You burn, you slay, destroy You throw the flames and bolts Just forwards, forwards, attack, attack Attack, yeah, yeah Like
I cut myself and still hurt Grey pain still reminds There is no kingdom, power, glory For those who freeze their lives behind Following the wrong God
[Lyrics: Pavel Frelik, Music: Peter Wiwczarek] Hateful as it may be percieved, "Litany" can be different things for different people. Choose your own
Tradução: Padre. Letanía.
[Lyrics: Pavel Frelik, Music: Peter Wiwczarek] Every now and then we all visit a world of hurt - the only real difference is how long we have to and
[Lyrics & Music: Peter Wiwczarek] Created by Humanity ...against Humanity. Cold crowling Death Crushing mighty roar Deadly touch of fire Merciless
[Lyrics & Music: Peter Wiwczarek] You run You cry You kill You burn You slay - destroy !!! You throw the flames and bolts Just Forwards !!! Forwards
[Lyrics: Pavel Frelik, Music: Peter Wiwczarek] I cut myself and still hurt Grey pain still reminds There is no Kingdom, Power, Glory For those who freeze
[Lyrics re/de-construction: Pavel Frelik, Music: Peter Wiwczarek] [It is a loose interpretation/re-working of "Preliminary Invocation" from Solomon'
a deception, a word can also be an act of creation and the careful repetition may bring into being new modes of existence. This is my litany Against
[Lyrics: Pavel Frelik, Music: Peter Wiwczarek] A scarab beetle which toils through its phases From an egg through a larva to the protector of the dawning
[Lyrics: Pavel Frelik, Music: Peter Wiwczarek] There have never been gods and devils, but there were people who were turned into them by others and
[Lyrics: Pavel Wasilewski, Music: Peter Wiwczarek] Warriors with hate inflict destruction Comes true the final prediction Still alive corpses lie in