Songtext von Crown of Creation

The dinginess of your bodies Delivers to the slow cadaverisation of the world Things that you fear mean pleasure to me Stagnation of your inferior existence Lies on the crown of creation After the eradication Of the savage instinct called motherly love My triumph shall reign Oh, you poor victims of your own cowardice You are crawling below the crown...crown of creation Deterioration of your being appeases me Your creation is worthy to get perished Every creation is worthy to get perished Peace implies war in me I will endure into the end Harmony implies war in me To submit is to die Holy Contamination Every creation dies alone