Crestfallen Usurper Songtext
von Mizmor

Other gods? Other masters? Humankind is a bastard!
A time with no father, an earth with no mother,
A rhyme without reason, an effect without cause.
I peered over Chasm′s edge,
To Wit's end am I brought.
To describe the nothingness felt, that palpable Void,
Offends its terrible majesty.
For script would mar this horrid great.
And yet that′s what I must commit.
Because I saw... and now must do
The atrocious and inconceivable.
Since nothing is but total naught,
I now assume the throne of God.


For I must, to live on, create
Something out of this Nothing.
Thus is the task before all man,
Who awaken, screaming, into this world.
We have not choice - No, forth already we move,
Continuing as if toward a mountain.
But only ever as if.
If no end exists - no terminus -
Why still proceed?
Why must I play the pilgrim and the god?
The locusts surely have no king
And so accedes the apostate.
But this exigency is vanity