Let the casket close, watch the women cry
Lower him down, the man that I let die
He begged of me on his knees for mercy
From his rotting body where my mind called home
I am full of hate, hate in my mind
Peace comes to me and takes what is mine
You run away as you beg for mercy
Destined to hell with psyche torn
Out of the ashes my anti-christ is born
My lust for violence and rage will never be quenched
My lust for bodies in hate will never be quenched
I am not what I seem to be, much darker forces call to me
In the end I'll be alone, finally happy in my dead home
