[00:00.00] 作曲 : Azarewicz, Behemoth, Nergal[00:02.16]Children of technocracy invoke synthetic spirits[00:03.75] Plastic crosses choke perspiring necks[00:04.86] MAAT - I cast dices, but curtain of future is still hermetic closed[01:29.82] Rise! Rise up my Soror, and you, my Father -[01:30.87] High! Towards the stars when the white fire[01:47.19] Which purifies and melts all false sacrament[02:30.51] Ashes' power equal thousands suns[03:56.13] Mysterys' structures are like chaos of known[03:57.03] Objectivism is subjective mandala of reality[03:58.17] Fractals - flaming spaces consume ego's order[03:59.34] Kaos Keraunos Kybernetos[03:59.97] Lamipsos[04:00.21] Illumination in the face of thousand faces[04:05.43] Gnosis obtained by descending into the tunnels of self - knowing[04:07.71] When thunders of ecstasy strike black waves of unconscious sea[04:09.99] I swim, float, drift, scream... "Aiwasss"[04:18.21] And barriers of self change in legion of escaping bats[04:20.76] L.V.X.