In the depths of rock and earth, I took shape
By my father's lunacy and genius, I built up awarences
Father, engrave, slit
Fill up my veins
My influence spread, my power soared, my legions converted
Holy quest for some, mass grave for others, I eat them all
Amount of learning for my power
Surrounded with legends, and distant from others, I copied them yet
Trivial looking although nasty, I bowed to the criteria of a changing world [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/g/gorod/state_of_secret.html ]
Into which I fit unduly and prepare my predicted reign
Announcement of the saviours