Caught in the vortex of time now ending,
traveller transformed to something else
Bring back the core of wisdom,
that this world now ends
Inverted pyramids of human flesh,
enthrone the sky and whisper
Below all hell awaits,
to burst through cloaked gateways
Sordid dreams now come to flesh,
you might be the saviour
Cut through the veil of sick,
just to discover but human flesh
And then its all too late,
meet the army of pigs
Where to hide,
in a world left to its own burial
By a flap of its wings,
this world comes undone
The butterfly from Tibet,
infernal onset...