The time seemed so perfect, God himself would have said "and it was good" The light, it blinds my judgment The darkness shall comfort me. I felt a void for plasma T'was the beast possessing me I've smyted the smyter And now will be cleansed of my sins I am burning for my black lie Sorrow inside it dominates And now its time to die For you young child of death Your blood is my champagne tonight No lie is deadlier then, The one you spoke to me on winters eve Wings granted to the demons Forced the angels to crawl Travel to my haunted palace Before the dreadful nightfall