Il testo della Order the labyrinth

Died and buried, now on this inox table
It was inner body that was tattoo his heritage

Perhapse a new beginning...

Throughout his veins and throughout his flesh
It was enough to understand or to interpret
Analyze, dissected, to order the labyrinth
To distil creates the rite and the faith.

Under… lonely stars
Thunder… inner madness and scars

Plunder… life’s rape, evolutions shape
Believer… on your knees and pray!

And those who one knowns…
Beat, that says the clown…
Drown in the media camera…
Born again a new philosophy!

They know, now what they see
Thirteen the number of the nines unknown
The worst and the better, the three!
Thirteen stanislas crowley rosencreit