Mundus universus exercet histrioniam, Sed magna est veritas et praevalebit... Unsound minds behind the walls Toss in mental turmoil Doomed for eternal death throes Search for non-existent dose The screaming truth within brainpan Phantasmagoric verity The eyes are shining with the pain Of pure naked spirit Pending the end, the end of you all When there will be no ignoramuses with their mentality We’ll march to our thrones And establish the birth of the Truth