This bleak maze - I want to see where it leads Between all the fallen creeds I want to see how the lies and deceptions will die This devious creed drains life from me What we can be is the final creation of a destined breed The corpse decayed emerging from the mud With a grim scroll shall life in thee be complete Anthropos - Be conceived This is called Theogony No one knows what they'll be There's no need for prophecies This being descending, entranced from the light There's a bit more to what we thought we received The dead will breath - Awake! Awake! - And speak with me Are they eternally awake? Separate the vile lead from the blood Between every destiny I know there's a blend of infections and divine recollections I want to see how the gods birthed me This lifeless being can erode and consume all the sky Devote the blessings and prayers to our kind Be there once more to summon forth the sealed ones Anthropos - Be conceived This is called Theogony No one knows what they'll be There's no need for prophecies The dead will breath - Awake! Awake! - And speak with me Are they eternally here?