I must embrace visual hell

To satisfy us

Rape the whores in blasphemy

I am man while I feast upon your flesh



Glance in my eyes

and see the eternal shadows dancing

Playing in the desert of my life

Burning -

And my soul is descending...



Leader of all - face the apocalyps

You fools deep under the black rain

And nothing remains



Flowers to step on, flowers to burn



Am I ready for the god below

Red flesh to penetrate my skin

To send my soul away

To the grave I work

Until I'm feeling weak...



But there's fire

In my heart, in my eyes

In his body, in his eyes

And in his lonely kingdom