Besedila:
Theory In Practice The Third Eye Function

Embraced in my dream, absurd as it may seem You're slave under my illusion, the everdark of mine Sodomize your shallow mind Swirling images rise, constructed

Behold our enemy, the cut throuat machinery In for the kill, we'll never know what hit us, no Extinction in evolution, activity in vague memory Behold

As we are overwhelmed by the never ending void Little do we comprehend our being Drifting towards infinity To die is but part of the truth to our existence

Hammered and chiselled to fit I carry the yoke of total self-denial Slaves under doctrinal morals Our minds are forged by the elite-technocracy Wrapped

Used to explore the realms formed by dreams The origin to all thoughts, and consciousness I explored in deep slumber, vanished My ability of those days