Welcome to the dying of the heart 

The path of pure damnation 

The dark horse will bring glory... 

The pale horse will bring death! 



In a ripping evil flash I give me to kill you to death 

As I stab the seven daggers in, nothing touches me now 

Feel the vacuum of my heart; suck the life out of your bones 

Feed upon the spirits force... tear down, breakdown, fear me! 



Now, in the House of Deadly Dreams 

Empty me of all but death, the darkness never ends 

I have seen the truth of me 

The three denials are complete, no mercy left in here 



It is finished! 



Back again, in the symbolic winter night 

Where I hunt and where you flee, paralyzed with fear 

I will leave you dead in dreams 

Storming through the astral snow, devouring your soul 



So I got on the horse and I rode for miles, but I did not see my face 

Riding the dark horse, hunting and speeding, flying fast and free 

And I carried the scythe, and was reaping the harvest of crying helpless souls 

Laughing in triumph, in bitter passion 

Weltering in blood, cruelty, and nameless pain 



In a mystic nightmare void I gave me to death you to kill 

As I stabbed the seven daggers in, nothing touches me still 

Now the vacuum of my heart sucks the life out of my bones 

I can feel the death inside... tear up, break up, fuck up! 



I got on a horse and I rode for days, but I did not know my name 

On Sorrow's pale horse, foaming with pest, flying too fast to see 

Wielding the scythe and reaping the harvest of screaming sacrifice 

But killing you is killing me 

And dead I shall till the end of my time remain... 



I'll tear you down, and make you look at me! 

I have no soul... my face turned to a mask! 

Cold winds of death blow straight into my heart! 

I'll tear you up and rob you of your life! 



My freezing blood runs cold... when darkness penetrate 

My dying heart can't hold... when sorrow detonate