Enter now my palace of sacrificial guilt

On the axis of the killing fields of Judas

Into the void of juxtapositioned emptiness

My kingdoms are for the few

As in beauty are for the few

I know the future the past has evaporated

Exhibit the beast of pale complexion

The war of a millennia has passed away

Colder is the sun that fades in the distant

Brighter the bloodsword running red

Inside your mind there is a battleship

The snugness penetrate your being

As if your whole life is being erased

By intoxication of some stranger's eye

For i am the way

Your painful exclusion

From past morals

Your future's contractual designer