I turned my glare up to heaven... Everything is changed... In the final knowledge of eden. The angels with burned out wings So high... The skies loose the blue pearls They sail away with the matter in a sea of withering Undone by the non-existing thing. Earth of shadows... Where time stands still With the flight of the souls in front of flying angels Drenched in the skyfall Before weird miscegenation! I turned my glare up to heaven... I saw everything through chaotic sets When eternity stretched out the palms of its hands When did the grey dream begin In order to change the lines of life? My eden is a part of gloomy hope Hope with gouged out eyes... With morbidness the light imperceptibly penetrates the flesh... Seven-coloured divine perversions ...sincerity without seven colours, Purest sincerity When dawn can fall eternally asleep The lost seven colours... This is what I encountered, this is what I saw !!! The mongrel angels despise the creation of man Their hell has been given as ours... And war was born as well... by their soullessness And our human nature Heaven is a measure of earthly notion Because up there is the sam as down below Now the chariot of ravage runs with a nine-fold numbus And the day after will be no tomorrow Presented by the oath of blood-tears! And desire is coming back again... I turned my glare up to heaven When there was gloom in my eyes I turned my glare up to heaven... And my arms, they turned into black wings...