InSect

What you know, what you see, whatever you believe in disagree

From the mold, senses cold, selling cridation philosphy

What can you tell me about my own demise

Beyond the gate, hiding in the shadows

My afterlife

The end of the world awaits me

Someone will save me if I fall

No I am not the only

Never be alone in my monstrosity

They come to hunt me

They'll never catch me

Gateway of time

Your world is mine

You are a miracle, the only one, connected to the father and the son

Self-proclaimed holy man emitting and receiving, they will be done

Bring forth the image that you read in me

Appearance of a solidary savior

Snake underneath

The journey might lead us to war

Never the same, never again