day after day prolapses

from cosmic haze

and blindness veils my

inspirational emptiness

system of life changes drastically

own sense

when i hang around among shapes

and lines of pre-human soul

i am not born to be a filling

of genetic prophecy

am i demodeus of astral being

or a joke of human clone derivate?

demodeus - i am derision

of universe, it's so easy

demodeus - i am nasty joke

of master of gloomagic

demodeus - i am an innuendo

of senile creator

demodeus - please,

be my spectral guide

demodeus - be like shredded threads

of reality, you can't ever tie

demodeus - be errorneous element

of celestial mechanics

demodeus - be a beginning

and ending of integrity

regeneration

demodeus - i am, oh god, who am i?

ethereal currents lave metaphysical

sands of peace

where rest preverted equations

of life's run quietly

only darkness is a filling

of my eschatological vision

which in dumb dust

of mortal body dreams

of silently, stormy ascention

to inverse inter-world

where all dimensions of confusion

won't be terrestial dimension

demodeus - i am human clone of

interstellar foolishness extract

demodeus - i am interstellar clone

of human foolishness extract

demodeus - i am, oh god, who am i?

demodeus - pray for me...