Mysterium tremendum 

Ages at the end of the night 

An emperor is rising... 



And by carnage he conquers the world 

In order to receive the blessing... 



Through whispers he heals the scars deep in their minds 

Still listening and crawling for desire... 

From a dreaming god, almighty in search of beauty 

The last breath on his face was not ment to be an obsession... 



And by carnage he conquers the world 

In order to... 

Receive... 

The blessing...