Here my cries, thus I behold the truth Farther away than ever, in this chaotic life Deceived, degraded, dismissed Enslave The realm of futile progenies, I rule over these My commands should be done Doubt and regret, kill and be fulfilled Approach me with fear, thus I behold the truth The gates are closed, remain you shall perpetually Implosion, illusion, irrelevant I speak these pure words of acumen, thus I behold the truth Solo - Karlberg The realm of futile progenies, I rule over these My commands should be done Doubt and regret, kill and be fulfilled Simplicity overrules