| 作曲 : Crionics, Waran | |
| "A paradox... Natural development | |
| And the desire to be a better life-form | |
| Combined with the overpowering need | |
| To feel feeble | |
| To equal their own, imaginary gods | |
| Before which they kneel every day with humility | |
| With hope in their hearts that their blind devotion | |
| Will be rewarded" | |
| Mankind has longed to be abased for ages... | |
| Burdened with a feeling of infeority | |
| Is it faith and fear that give meaning to your lives? | |
| Your power which at the same time is your curse? | |
| Is being human governed by the will to be a puppet | |
| And expecting the unexpected? | |
| We therefore give you new gods | |
| To nurture your sense of dependence | |
| We give you the manna -- fear | |
| Food for the hungry souls | |
| For which you only find meaning | |
| Whining and begging in prayer | |
| We give you X'no-D'aah, the new pantheon | |
| We watch as the new gods, created | |
| To man's likeness from flesh and blood | |
| Send into oblivion those, whom until now | |
| They bad served |
| zuo qu : Crionics, Waran | |
| " A paradox... Natural development | |
| And the desire to be a better lifeform | |
| Combined with the overpowering need | |
| To feel feeble | |
| To equal their own, imaginary gods | |
| Before which they kneel every day with humility | |
| With hope in their hearts that their blind devotion | |
| Will be rewarded" | |
| Mankind has longed to be abased for ages... | |
| Burdened with a feeling of infeority | |
| Is it faith and fear that give meaning to your lives? | |
| Your power which at the same time is your curse? | |
| Is being human governed by the will to be a puppet | |
| And expecting the unexpected? | |
| We therefore give you new gods | |
| To nurture your sense of dependence | |
| We give you the manna fear | |
| Food for the hungry souls | |
| For which you only find meaning | |
| Whining and begging in prayer | |
| We give you X' noD' aah, the new pantheon | |
| We watch as the new gods, created | |
| To man' s likeness from flesh and blood | |
| Send into oblivion those, whom until now | |
| They bad served |
| zuò qǔ : Crionics, Waran | |
| " A paradox... Natural development | |
| And the desire to be a better lifeform | |
| Combined with the overpowering need | |
| To feel feeble | |
| To equal their own, imaginary gods | |
| Before which they kneel every day with humility | |
| With hope in their hearts that their blind devotion | |
| Will be rewarded" | |
| Mankind has longed to be abased for ages... | |
| Burdened with a feeling of infeority | |
| Is it faith and fear that give meaning to your lives? | |
| Your power which at the same time is your curse? | |
| Is being human governed by the will to be a puppet | |
| And expecting the unexpected? | |
| We therefore give you new gods | |
| To nurture your sense of dependence | |
| We give you the manna fear | |
| Food for the hungry souls | |
| For which you only find meaning | |
| Whining and begging in prayer | |
| We give you X' noD' aah, the new pantheon | |
| We watch as the new gods, created | |
| To man' s likeness from flesh and blood | |
| Send into oblivion those, whom until now | |
| They bad served |