born from illusions, bread by dreams

no one can follow us.

we were gone before we came, alone, eternal

dark and damned



don't ever try to understand

no consolation

and when we reach what we came for

it won't be a victory,



it's just the beginning of another end



the mechanism masochism

you have given back hell to me

and I will keep it now and forever

my mechanism masochism



as long as you sit calm and small

you'll never feel the chains

and then we'll create ourselves a god

without whom we cannot live.

at night like a big black beast

with scars and blood dark floods



there's the beginning of another end



the mechanism masochism

you have given hell back to me

and I will keep it now and forever

my mechanism masochism