Demons! The thought of death is my dominion. Possessed by darkness, they whisper my name Angel? Why? your weeps are louder, than my screams! By the lack of perception, i march through the unseen
I saw them burn, flames beneath and flames above, i crawl thru! Sever the thoughts of disastrous, come on, take my hand, I will guide you to places where your life already was erased
Legions passing by, marching towards death Fallen angels, burnt by the opposite of light Resurrection through a cold embittered loss, hell is here As i see nothing, i am blessed by hate