An empty body, a man without god
A veil of darkness, in this ageless faith
This belief of nothing, the emptiness of you
The wealth of worship, this endless death
An immortal dream that can never be
Bruised by touch of fear
As the hand of doom caresses
The dying soul, and bleak destiny awaits
Trapped inside the fear of oblivion
Burning life, to the very end
Longing for six-foot salvation
Total darkness, embraced by all
Ruins of mind split and divided
In this temple of lies
Beneath the blood red sky
A gathering of the living dead
Burn the world
From the ashes we raise
The worship of flames
Death is our master
A child is born, pure and clean
Dragged into a bottomless pit
Brought up by the filth of the world
Corrupted by the liars of light
Cleansed by the flames of hellfire
Born again with eyes wide open
Born to walk the left-hand path
A godless man, free from lies and deceit |
