No more deals child, stop bargaining we know it that you can We're demons to some, angels to others – we offer pleasures: the suffering of men
Our vision's apocalyptic Of pain pleasure and suffering A labyrinth your mind created…
And you created your own hell
Shed no tears child, a waste of suffering, we'll experience your flesh You want to tread the unknown archways – taste our pleasures: nether regions of death
You opened the box we came Plain minds, plain ways we found, hollow hearts, shallow fates So eager to play, so hard to admit it beyond all extremes
Beyond all extremes you're captive of your hell
Your suffering will be legendary in the deepest ditches of hell…
As a final solution-explore!
So eager to play, so hard to admit it You're beyond all extremes