The blood of the gods – my sweet poison. To live among you – this is my hell. Nobody knows how this is my sin live. Knee-deep in the corpses on the ground to walk.
Well Hello, my dear Thought I will not find you in the corner of Paradise? Your soul is like a forbidden fruit. Sweet temptation, but tasted rot from the inside.
I've a torment endured Finally, your soul will be mine. This is the last serious limit. I for you have overcome.
You have to ask, why me? And you can't see who is in front of you? I was banished from Hell and Heaven. Even for the Earth I'm a stranger.
I wandered the Earth for too long Even before the birth of your gods, Which I tore to pieces, Devoured their heavenly flesh, And drank their pure blood.
The gods begged that, I would not come Morons. They don't understand I will never submit Neither God nor Hell.
And now moths of their God. I'm sure you're not going to help But you feel, as I bite into you And enjoy your flesh...