From the recording Akashic Records -Reenactment Of The Souls- Vol. 1
"A Reunion Of [Destiny] For The Sake Of
[The Regions] And A Crisis To Be Adverted,
On That Fateful Day [A Pair Of Glowing Eyes]
Can Be Seen Lurking In The Darkness..."
Lyrics
Gold in rooms,
The sky's in the ceiling,
Walk some more
And you'll find it up
A religion's
Life and breath
Center of all
It's there
[Satanachia's
Basilica] waits
In the middle of
Its angels
In the city
Of [Salem]
A reunion has
Its place
Welcome ladies, gentlemen / Monarchs all over the place
Of the world
Such a blessing
Having all of you here
Hear my words
As I will
Not repeat it / with hidden wills they just wait
An urgent matter waits us
Sinners, Saints
There's no other point between it,
A decision today / for the right moment to say
Has to be achieved
Proceed to [The Conclave]
And once for all
The will of [God] / we all lose the masks this day
Will be made
Explosion,
Disorder
Chaos has set loose
On earth
It kidnapped all,
A declared war,
There's no escape
A worldwide crisis
Beware the fangs
That lurk this halls
A monster's hiding
Here in plain sight
No one trust
And no one hears
The prayer and
Their pray
A complex game
Of hunt and prey
The loser wins
A death sentence
If no one hears
And no one cares
I'm hunting you
"[Basilisk]"
Bend!
Now get on your knees and pray,
A whimsical but fun amount of pain,
That monster is ready to cross my name
Red blood is spilling all across your way
You see? It's just another give or take
A pledge was made even if you weren't there
A hysteric but hilarious finale
You can be sure I'm gonna wreck your tale
Get rekt,
Oh please, Can you even get mid game?
I can't even begin fathom your pain
Living so full and bullshiting again
I'm sick and tired of hiding myself
Relax,
As it isn't your turn now,
I'm gonna take my time with you in mind,
I wonder how are you feeling yourself?
Knowing that there is no way out for you this time
Beg!
With this Imma make you pay,
You've wandered straight into the abyss of hell
A [Basilisk] from times so far away
Has come to make you pay the debts you made
Surprise!
You thought I wouldn't find it out,
The truth is hard and hiding it won't work,
The stakes are now reaching their newer heights,
Your wings will melt like if they're made of wax
So wow,
Tell me who's in control now?
A worshipper or who it worshipped, ah?
A whimsical but fun amount of pain,
Tonight the rain is gonna become red
At last,
The metronome has come to stop,
I see the diapason and nothing more,
I wonder how are we feeling ourselves?
With [Sin] [The Basilisk] is drowning out tonight