Nexaeon in Illidiance

We bring the fucking birth of a new world
And dust to the predating
Let praise Messiah nailed to plastic cross
Predicting chaos uprise

While the extinct race at all rots
In injected paradise
From genetic perversions we born
The trive of demigods

Conform us as cradles of Nexaeon
The wheel of will is turned
Upnail the skin of Earth with neglecting spheres
Necrobionic seeds

Finally, there is no humankind, heh, there is no any-kind
In synthetic fates, we wander
Admiring the innocence indeed
Abluted by torrents of ether

We bow to the dawn of new age
Abnormal nature full of phantasms, the void of unbeings
Let Nexaeon genotype brand the forthcoming dawn
Of thousand stars in union

We bring the fucking birth of a new world
Intent supreme
And dusk to the predating, infested with lepers
Let praise Messiah nailed to plastic cross
Predicting chaos uprise
In reverence, we shall burn