Incarnated marvels simplefied, effects from such
a disconsalatekind
Impotence of the once so perfect living, erase
and rewind

Stand rigid for the next battle, peace means
reloading yourguns
The love for life is all hatred in disguise, a
carnival creationwith masks undone

In search for the guideliness to the gateways of
sin
Through mires of misanthropy with wrath in mind
Sophistication as cruelty and perfection as
virulent truth
Confidently dawned, to pick the best of enemies
An abyss womb strech wide open, exposed to
retaliate

(chorus:)
With the stigma feasting on your flesh as I wish
you well, thornsfrom the fountains of faith
licking lepered skin
Worshipped by anyone's mass on your planet hell,
what on earthpossessed you

Consuming illusions made from hysteria and
swallowed tongues
Devoured by doubt, conducting arts of
misconception
Testimonial suffiency declaring numbess of all
perceptions

Glance into the blackness hidden beneath your
surface
And enjoy the suffering, sanity drained in
disrespect
With such bedevilled faith in good, subsequently
trusting evil
Next step for mankind will be the last seasons in
sin

Left are the kings of the carnival creation,
carrying out of theechoes of the fallen

Sense the withering eternity as it fades away,
the ultimategraceskess voyage of all times
Only death will be guarding your angels,
silently
Cripples joining arms in clamour, institionalized
for therebirth, the herd will be hunted