[Lyrics Written By Syriak]
{ Microscopic dust...
To exist as I of many eyes
himeras, precious chimeras
Ejected from the a**embly
Unto a circular technological slave pen
Bound to be part of this geometrical harem
Speak the frequencies of liberation
The universal language of positive similarity
When one crosses the threshold of the collective territory. }
{ An antidote for the imperial poison. }