Face primeval force of dismay Come to this world, be driven by fear Man, faulty vessel of live Molded to shape, so easy to crush Clay, filled with the bane Figure of power, so hungry to last
Night cannot abate the fever of the sun To let the darkness wreath the day, the light Words becoming pale, sly thoughts sum up the gain, underrating a toll
Together we dissolve the pain, once forlorn Together we embrace the self with a slave Together we dissolve the pain, once forlorn Together we incite the flame of thirst
The urge, forever begotten by flesh, It cannot be tamed, never will stop, to own the control
Night cannot abate the fever of the sun To let the darkness wreath the day, the light Words becoming pale, sly thoughts sum up the gain, underrating a toll