Recorded and masterized between September and November 2020 at "Lobodoomy Studio" and "ToreStu" (drums recording session only).
lyrics
Exalted by a mundane origin
I deny belong to a divine plan
I conceive and execute my own doctrine
Futile convictions I don’t have to emulate
Absorbed by the apparent universe inscrutability
I shudder in his sublime vehemence
I know that being here is just causality
And its mysteries don’t cause me fear
I don’t need a creed to abide
My principles I have to conceive
I don’t need an institution that wants to subjugate me
My directives I have to trace
I don’t need a temple to worship
My body is the sanctuary that I’ve to glorify
I don’t need a purpose to serve
My fate I have to determine