Text: Zyklon. Chaos Deathcult.

[Musick: Zamoth/ Destructhor/ T. Akkerhaugen]

Esoteric knowledge about the last of things.
My sweet eschatological vision.
Foundation for the renewal of the world,
immemorial sins, never redeemed.
Suppressed, oppressed, never redeem again.
The sulphur-kingdom, purgatory, hell`s damnation,
no man will be perditioned for all time.

Where is your millennium?
Where is your kingdom of a thousand years?
What you see is a world of hate, of pitiness,
never again to be set in state.
What you see is what you get.

Evolving chaos, death the inevitable force
It`s your cult, your mission

Misery - a necessary evil
Sympathy - a tool for fools
Death - the ultimate function
Mercy - a waste of grace

Every man is therefore guilty of all the good he did.