Demons! The thought of death is my dominion.
Possessed by darkness, they whisper my name
Angel? Why? your weeps are louder, than my screams!
By the lack of perception, i march through the unseen
I saw them burn, flames beneath and flames above, i crawl thru!
Sever the thoughts of disastrous, come on, take my hand,
I will guide you to places where your life already was erased
Legions passing by, marching towards death
Fallen angels, burnt by the opposite of light
Resurrection through a cold embittered loss, hell is here
As i see nothing, i am blessed by hate
Touch this!