Spiral agony made of sex, despair and fear My existence is a sin and this pain is forever mine What do you believe in this era of emptiness No redemption for those who bleed Trapped in life and death
Smile of oblivion Death of consciousness
Soil dyed in red Dogma leaves a long scar You made your own satan and you're fleeing from it But who's the evil now The easiest way to build a paradise would be to kill all the wicked Peace above thousands of corpses Above my corpse