Stand rigid for the next battle
Erase and rewind
A carnival creation with masks undone
With the stigma feasting upon your flesh I wish you well
Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed tongues
With such bedeviled faith in good, subsequently trusting evil
Peace means reloading your guns
An abyss womb stretched wide open, exposed to retaliate
With the stigma feasting upon your flesh as I wish you well
Only death will be guarding your angels, silently
The ultimate graceless voyage of all times
Through mires of misanthropy with wrath in mind
What on earth possessed you?
Left are the kings of the carnival creation
Thorns from the fountains of fate licking lepered skin
And enjoy the suffering, sanity drained in disrespect
Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed tongues
In search for the guidelines to the gateways of sin
Sense the withering eternity as it fades away
Worshiped by anyone's mass on our planet Hell
Testimonial sufficiency declaring numbness of all perceptions
Sophistication as cruelty and perfection as virulent truth
The love for life is all hatred in disguise
Worshiped by anyone's mass on our planet Hell
Carrying out the echoes of the fallen
Impotence of the once so perfect living
Thorns from the fountains of fate licking lepered skin
Cripples joining arms in clamor
Devoured by doubt, conducting arts of misconception
What on earth possessed you?
Glance into the blackness hidden beneath your surface
Confidently dawned, to pick the best of enemies
Next step for mankind will be the last seasons in sin
