He is walking on the razor's edge, Hating electrical lighting The shadow of the monster is calling, Waiting for fighting The smell of carrion, The smell of dreadful reality One more step closer Into spotless infinity
Chorus: So many long cold nights he prayed In the temple of pain he was better of dead The end of time is somewhere near The strongest will win, he has to kill Dirty moon and nothing at all Anyone’s help in the name of the fall Whatever it was, it was his all Running man alone against the wall
He is a part of cruel game Generated by the sick mind of sadist He is trying to run away From knights of the Empire of Madness A man without name is rising against the system How much more the humankind will continue this fragile existence?