Cryptic Wintermoon - Thrashomatic Overdrive lyrics

Addicted to protoplasmic matter I avail myself do that wide abundance For I am the creator - they call me god This naive rattle I just cultivated to quench my thirst In my laboratory lovely named "earth" - your incubator - you grow and wilt Scrutinized and an*lyzed And when my work is done I simple pull the plug I am theory - and practically don't exist Syntax error - the unknown force of downfall My name a synonym for terror - my blood the elexier of horror I sustain all synthetic factors of physical composition Archieving of all nocturnal phenomenons The ultimate supervisor of statics - weaver of dimensions Listen to that voice so mellow - close your eyes and fall asleep But be on your guard not to go astray in the shades Back to generation zero - thrashomatic overdrive Enigmatic origin stain by hidden force Extinguishing the flame of mortals - systematic termination Monumental patron of the unhallowed hordes I sustain all synthetic factors of nocturnal grace