Here my cries, thus I behold the truth
Farther away than ever, in this chaotic life
Deceived, degraded, dismissed
Enslave

The realm of futile progenies, I rule over these
My commands should be done
Doubt and regret, kill and be fulfilled

Approach me with fear, thus I behold the truth

The gates are closed, remain you shall perpetually
Implosion, illusion, irrelevant
I speak these pure words of acumen,
thus I behold the truth

Solo - Karlberg

The realm of futile progenies, I rule over these
My commands should be done
Doubt and regret, kill and be fulfilled
Simplicity overrules