It gets alive—there where all betrayal begins In the darkened, narrow streets of rape And with an empty smile of our random world Melting faces fading in vortexes from beyond "Good" lost all virginity murdered More than a thousand times Stabbed again, again and again With the knife of deceit And the flames it wields so high They are of hatred and disgust And no one will ever feel them We're already, already burned I am the flame I yield so high I am a god of hatred and disgust And no one will ever feel me I am just burned by now... And in its grace there is no beauty but cruelty It weaves its soothing arms around my mind And tears me apart so now I can see A dreadful, slowly distortion of things I loved before There is a seed growing—slowly growing Inside the heart of fucking emptiness Waiting and dwelling reside within The fire-lit shadow—the shadow I am Now the time has come—my religious son To face everything—that in live we have done I stand in this shade—fire-lit my blade What I feel now is full of ignited hate