Gates of (this) heaven are screaming and creaking As they open for thee to behold The sight magnificent and wide, universe alike The land promised through the saints and prophets of time Can you smell the holy stench of this Eden on Earth As it spreads, breeding and pulsing Devouring in hunger Swirling in its own guts and filth Creating Rumors started to gather around this motion Of faith, creed and ambition Dwelling around its empty self They started to spin and move What they did erected from just being present In the front of this marvelous atrocity Is the core of the World itself The essence of the greatest deceit Descend down, oh breath of the true parasite Asemble this hall This room with no windows and doors And a voice desperate to speak Receiving the echo of itself Erect these walls The borders that stood noble and proud And the one desperate to confirm His being, his truth, his world Vision of time - seed of loss The seed of loss The vision of time Will this knowledge reveal the meaning of the lie? The dream of life, joy and cry Embracing everything in its sight Every vision under light Strives to fulfill its filth and blight Assemble this hall This room with no windows and doors And a voice eager to talk Receiving the echo of itself Assemble this Shrine This temple of hunger and lust Of the one who craves to know Is there more to be owned Hear the desire contracting Giving the birth To the prostitutes and whores of the World