born from illusions, bread by dreams no one can follow us. we were gone before we came, alone, eternal dark and damned
don't ever try to understand no consolation and when we reach what we came for it won't be a victory,
it's just the beginning of another end
the mechanism masochism you have given back hell to me and I will keep it now and forever my mechanism masochism
as long as you sit calm and small you'll never feel the chains and then we'll create ourselves a god without whom we cannot live. at night like a big black beast with scars and blood dark floods
there's the beginning of another end
the mechanism masochism you have given hell back to me and I will keep it now and forever my mechanism masochism