Escaping the mind cellsMerging the time and travel to places unknownWhat the future holds?Rituals unlocking pathsThe paths that (are) leading to the gatesThe gates that (are) leading to the futureTransport in timeOur souls elude this worldRituals, as god commandsNever-ending fear grows for the unknownEverlasting obsession to seek from (the) pastHoly priests with a divine taskThey must escape their fleshThey must protect their godThe god commandsThey must ensure his graceBut his fortune seems blackAs the mist fades awayOur god will dieThis is what future holdsWe must trick deathPrepare the pagan spellNever-ending fear grows for his returnIncinerated God shall rise againSo they shield his grace to the eternal realm“Shield his power inside, I call upon the black sun’s lightEternal pyramid of dark, with moon and stars align as one”