Pain within, the final act begins

We are in command but not in control

Lavish parade of helpless dying frames

The land of dark forests is facing the end



Save me from this catastrophe

The cold will now set me free



Waging in the name of the bliss; alteration

Devilish lust for the occult, oh my Lord

Other calls are sounding from my innermost sorrow

Sinews of anguish; architects of damnation

United in prayer we are free



Confident boost, self-appointed saviour

Intensifies our senseless behaviour

Ecstasy fills my body with turmoil

Hope of the trapped men does no longer survive



Save me from this catastrophe

The cold will now set me free



Waging in the name of the bliss; alteration

Devilish lust for the occult, oh my Lord

Other calls are sounding from my innermost sorrow

Sinews of anguish; architects of damnation

United in prayer we are free



Finalized plans for the termination of safety

Aura of power calls the tune

Objects to worship, interpretation of danger

Hours between this classic tragedy



Death in a battle as the eternal incentive

Dying like slaves in custody

Fall of a youth, behold the ribbons of sirens

Bitterness tasted to the full



Passion prevailing over logical clearness, poisoned minds... you'll see who I am

History made of chaos; killing the martyrs in their sleep... we are all into deep

Eye of the needle is the path towards free will for us all... we're hearing the call

Putting up desperate resistance against self-sacrifice... hive of espionage



Save me from this catastrophe

The cold will now set me free



Waging in the name of the bliss; alteration

Devilish lust for the occult, oh my Lord

Other calls are sounding from my innermost sorrow

Sinews of anguish; architects of damnation

United in prayer we are free



All of my life I've been a slave to society, slave to the daily grind and slave to my own mind

Gladly believing in promises from above, mass hypnosis; the price of entry

Pity suppressed, the ambitions are flying high, rise to power, monopolizing the truth

Misplaced idealism, powerful criticism; hatched out of the same egg, I'm a pawn in their deadly game