A vision of power Confirmed by lunacy Driven by anger No signs of secrecy Rely on what they want Or what has not been seen A future so desperate Unfold yet still to be
For the blood on my hands Riders of death Rely on what they want Of what has not been seen
A contact of power Deformed by purity Perfume of hatred Dismal atmosphere I am what is left of it I am their history A future so desperate Untold yet still to be
The silent howling provoked conspiracy Malicious vagnancy The silent howling... it has not yet been done
Scraping the flesh of nature For this has not been told Artificial empathy
Beast of burden... for this has not been told Mandate of vilence... for this has not been told Cruelty of art... for this has not been told Malicious deformity
Path of no return Together as one Crusader of the realm To where the demon has won
The silent howling The silent howling The silent howling
Path of no return Together as one Crusader of the realm To where the demon has won
A vision of power Confirmed by lunacy Driven by anger No signs of secrecy Rely on what they want Or what has not been seen A future so desperate Unfold yet still to be