I retain their liberty trapped inside rigid bodies They must be controlled, ordered, they need a guide All ideas will break like their inflexible corpses With my hands and my will, I suffocate all voices All free ideas should be killed by me There is no reason to let them think They have to believe that freedom is a sin They must know all is ruled by me You follow me, you oey me, I'm the mighty one Your life is mine, your mind is mine, you live in rigor mortis I create icons, just so they follow If they don't, they shall perish in eternal sorrow I have their lives, souls, minds and all freedom I will not leave alive anything that breathes They just feel fear, because of me They'll never know who took their lives We have your soul, you are a miserable mistake You kneel now, behold I am the snake We have your soul, you are a corpse without a face You kneel now, behold yout fall from grace The existence is not for you You are living in my World All this disgrace it's all for you You are living in my chaos