[Music: Chris A., Lyrics: Sotiris V.]



The transformation of the butterfly occurs in reverse

Beauty eaten abruptly from the ancient worm

Wearing sharp shard

Stolen from scattered

Broken mirrors

As a cloak to cover me



My strange images 

nest as birds to the hearts of men

And as birds fly away

Taking their thoughts into oblivion

Disintegrating the elemental bonds

I obtain the rapture of the chameleon



When I become enraged

With the frenzy of the wolf on the hunt

I am the most cherished child of fear



Armed with fangs deadly like daggers

I am an adept on the skills of murder

I am the shape shifter



On the ruins of a ghostly projection 

echoes the lust for life

An ancient purgatory for the sinister



Shape shifter