Lost in the burning Sun Lost in a void so black Forsaken by destiny Amidst this empty night In the temple of my disease, I spill blood to find my bliss I wander through the fields of pain I live for my endless disdain Torment is it a blessing or a curse? In the eye of blasphemy Where the essence speaks to me Can your hear silence stare? Can you see riverbeds rise? A place where the essence dwells Elusive and hard to trace Torment is it a blessing or a curse? I retreat into my disease Thousand ways to erase this life Never find salvation from hate I will show you what it is A wound hard to heal! When the seas turn into blood Every word of mine comes true In the name of the antichrist My end will be fall of man Torment is it a blessing or a curse? I retreat into my disease Thousand ways to erase this life Never find salvation from hate I will show you what it is A wound hard to heal! The soul exile immune to pain Get the gun! Cet the knife! Cleanse this waste! A sequence of stabs, a sequence of shots thrills the air In the silence's stare sadness will last, last forever!