Number of Lyrics in Album : 7
By Cynic, As I peered into my mortal cup of mind
A moleten
By Cynic, How could I forget such a revelation
To love without fear
By Cynic, As one I'll meet the mortal memories
Reliving seeking silence
And know
By Cynic, Cosmic mother awaken us in
Thine impartial love for all
Bless us
By Cynic, Learning, discerning, how to arrange
Thinking the haze will just not
By Cynic, Self is the universe, not separate
The state before the fall
By Cynic, In Maya's grip illusion transforms verity
Perceiving thus a delusive world