Congregation unity; faint as your ideology



Concentrate all in sterility



Morals runs riot in an endless variety



Of fragmentary post-solidarity







Never share the effort, symmetry in lines



Will the Providence ever grace you from all the lies?



Dishonour any corruption, favour only redemption



Voluntary subordination, engage in contemplation







You base it all on hierarchy



No wonder it'll turn into fucking anarchy



Detachment of continuity



Revolving around an ever growing susceptibility







Heading towards the Psyklon-Aeon



The last analysis will forever be perishable



That's how we would execute any cosmological society



On behalf of further reliability







This is all what your life is worth



You better pray it'll be short