The Orb of Uncreation
Sylvain Maurice Houde, Maurizio Iacono
The orb of uncreation!
For light years, the sphere of beauty travels the lives
In it's void drained behind for unknown spaces the sphere
I'm coming to fulfill your needs
I'm here to satisfy your feelings
Earthlings
And here to take what is rightfully mine
Your soul
For your war that soils the earth
You'll perish
Where does it come from?
Maybe from the calling
Of the living?
The orb
From deep beauty
The sphere strives in vain
Lightens it's vast creation
From splendid energy
The sphere walks in grace
Glows it's new destination
To uncreate!
