Lights dim before me and enthralls all
 I'll always look the same in this cold, forsaken dark

 Teach me to drip own tears
 For the pain of other's hearts
 Not the essence, but the woe of mankind
 To weep within my crying

 Root the strength of love and hatred
 Let blood flow in purest red
 Root the angels' rage into my soul
 Let it grow

 There is something infidel that's gonna happen today
 Be the witness, now and ever, abandoned angel of decay

 The obscurity's curtain I paint as the blind
 Life's tumult in the free fall
 The ghouls chasing its trace
 Oh, dreams, here ended all

 Is there something in us all
 That can last forever?

 I feel the strange penetrating my fibres
 Mocking at my vacant sferes
 Body parts cut cold evolving to a rotting culture
 A death in its plenitude