Twinkle bright Aldebaran, the star of solitude

Somewhere there is a lake of fire, pity all the fools

Sorry are the desolate, the unfree and obedient

For this is not the spring of love, it is the winter of discontent

Standing at the shore of lake of fire



Standing at the shore of Lake Of Fire

Standing at the shore of Lake Of Fire

Standing at the shore of Lake Of Fire



Blood mooney, for thirty pieces of silver

You shall buy yourself the time



The quivering meat conception, deflorate the virgin fair

Succumb to your own passion, recieve the garland made from angel's hair

Crown yourself, the thorns will cut you, bleeed your majesty

But by dawn it will all satisfy no more, dethrones you weep

Dumped along the shore of lake of fire



Dumped along the shore of Lake Of Fire

Dumped along the shore of Lake Of Fire

Dumped along the shore of Lake Of Fire



So you've been left in chains to rot away in your own stinking rest

You'll hang till death in your own entrails



What you're gonna do, peasants with nukes

But death you'll see shall make us free