I must embrace visual Hell
To satisfy us
Rape the whores in blasphemy
I am him while I feast upon your flesh
Glance into my eyes
And see the darkest shadows dancing
Playing in the desert of my life
Burning
And my soul is descending
Lover of all - Face the apocalypse
You fade away under the black rain
And flowers remain
Flowers to step on, flowers to burn
I am ready for the God below
Red flesh to penetrate my skin
To steal my soul away
To the grave I seek
Until I'm feeling weak
But there's fire
In my heart, in my eyes
In his body, in his eyes
And in his lovely kingdom
