Текст песни Mayhem Slaughter Of Dreams

No spiritual awakenings exist
Extreme effort of pulling life
Vultures feasting in your consciousness
The factories of Mayhem is essence
Cornucopia of diseased dreams
In the combination of lesser worlds
The solution to the enigma lies beyond
The spectrum of what minds achieve

Sequences of the values of punishment
Displays the utter nonsequences
Of what you do in forgetfulness
How pathetic man is before reality