The ancient bridge was suspended
In the emptiness of my existence
Decadence was master of its slaves
The echo of its damned would make possible its crossing my fall
Chain of damnation
The shadow without face will see through my eyes
Chain of damnation
The shadow without face will kill through my hands
In the gallery of pain was enlightened by dead torches
Burnt by fire of the hidden truth
Hanging on fragile wall of the no-being
The tortured of the damned was before my vitreous eyes
Chain of damnation
The shadow without face will see through my eyes
Chain of damnation
The shadow without face will kill through my hands
