Wrapped in a cocoon rotten of lies

Hidden behind the mist

Sticking in immobility

Cannot get out from shell


The wind has blown

"Your time wil come"

Thrown down chains satiated of holy truths

Let the tumour be damned

The sign of innocence


Fall down on your knees

Hatred will poison your soul


Kneeled rise to your head, make delight

On the sight of my shameless tool,

Flavour of my power

Until the shores of your lips


I'll take you to the secret pleases

Where on madness triumphs on the altars

Incitement of the millions of souls... lost?


Burn!

Lust's not allow to be the liar for eyes

Enter him your interior

Open the door -