Buried yourself with these lies.
 I paint the world in solitude
 Through barricades of orphans
 Grand white horses sinking to the riverbed

 Dwellers of the deep, telling me your stories
 Through glowing eyes and black scales
 From the light-starved kingdom of subterra

 (finish it now, or forever be numbed)
 Do not live another day for them,
 Your strength is false, they cannot hear you

 The wolves run up the stairs, to find you

 Take your refuge, or take flight
 For it means ill...

 As your silhouette disappears between the stones
 I paint the world in solitude
 How the moon warps my fatalistic vision
 Amidst the sea of dreaming souls!

 Gravel and spade,
 Tonight I dig your corpse
 How lovely the stain glass gleams through the arches
 These golden statues approve
 Your holy mother on the throne

 Your presence means death,
 Do not return