Touch the fire and get burned

Plead for mercy and never return

Stare deep into the darkest abyss

Until the abyss stares back at you



It is all but irony

When they claim sovereignity

Stranger ways is hardly found

On this poisened earthly ground



SINNERS WAKE



Save the sorry and fool yourself

That is the of the blind

Infinite dreams of an infinite realm

Where no heathen tread



The cross points black

The words are silent

All is in the end

Part of the sinners wake



Death is more than death

Life is no more than an illusion of this

I cannot forsee myself crawling

And kiss the cross of self deceit