Vii Arcano - Nothingod Manifest (The Crawling Race) - Sözleri

Put a man on the edge of time

He just looks like full of all things to come...

Put him in front of the highest question

Definitive answer is untamed instinct.

Take a further step

Towards the beginning

Cannot see the end for pain

And pleasure are knowledge.



A livid moment of universal panic

Has the smell of eternal frenzy.

Spellbound by blindness

Man murder technology

Is the ultimate saint



The only place where the stench of humanity can't rest

Is a mother's womb pregnant of a new age.












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Final curtain left is man's damnation manifest

Circuits of time have (been) made bleed – tied to a nothingod machine



Consumed...deprived...by a forthcoming ecstasy

Refused...by hatred...will extract the moral to thee

Finally blinded by the acid rain the sky will weep



Cio' che ci delinea ai confini dell'era volgare

È l'orgoglio di una razza il cui (fattore) umano

Non vuol dimenticare...

Lo sconforto nella ragione

Non smettera' di guidarci

Dove la constatazione nell'oblio

Rimane l'unico lume a confortarci.



Embraced by time course,

A violent degrading turn.

Sleep through mortality,

Swallowed by the era of infamy.

Creeping towards the safest place

Last century engulfs the crawling race



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