My mind is clouded
Judgment obscured
My future uncertain
My past obscured
The rush of adrenaline
Pleasure and pain
I'll embrace my fate
And face my doom
As I descend into my final tomb
In morte sumus
Nihil est in vita certum
Vita mutatur, non tollitur
Mors ultima linea rerum est
Ja dit is
Age of sin
Die leipe Canyon flavour
My mind is clouded
Judgment obscured
I can't escape the grip
It's too strong to be cured
Lost in sensory deprivation
A reality too cruel to bear
I'll keep on walking
Towards eternity
As I leave this world and all its absurdity
Reject the order of creation
Revel in the annihilation of men
As I embrace my own damnation
In morte sumus
Nihil est in vita certum
Vita mutatur, non tollitur
Mors ultima linea rerum est
Reject the order of creation
Revel in the annihilation of men
As I embrace my own damnation
This is the Age of Sin
Yet this spark ignites his
Impending demise
Casting shadows of gloom
They chant in unison
The incantations of the night
The awakened man vows to consume
Vows to consume
Vows to consume
The Rite of the Father
At the altar's maw
Drowned
Your solemn pact is sealed
No one catches you when you fall
No one can hold you back
You'll sink into the black abyss
This empty shell's what's left for us to see
No one catches you when you fall
No one can hold you back
You'll sink into the black abyss
This empty shell's what's left for us to see
No one catches you when you fall
No one can hold you back
You'll sink into the black abyss
This empty shell's what's left for us to see
Defying the cult of creation
Exult in the utter devastation of man
As the image of god
Defy the cult of creation
Pleasure and pain
Disfigure the face of men and woman
