Music : Magni Freyr Þórisson
Lyrics : Örvar Ingi Óttarsson
lyrics
Subconcious need to feel
the elegant degradation of your inner machine.
Feel the poison flowing through your veins,
enslaved to your own mortal desires.
Embracing death,
avoiding your mortal coil.
Leaving this vessel,
for the eternal sleep.
Feel the aether,
boring into your soul.
Soon you'll be gone,
and all that remains,
is your faulty, broken shell,
rotting, decomposing.
Obliteration of I.
Subconcious need to feel
the elegant degradation of your inner machine.
Ego.
Feel the aether,
boring into your soul.
Soon you'll be gone,
and all that remains,
is your faulty, broken shell,
rotting, decomposing.
Obliteration of I.
Realm of the sleep, I enter.
Time and logic unravel.
Your own soul in the center.
Chaos is the reins and saddle.
Subconcious need to feel
the elegant degradation of your inner machine.