Deep inside of my eyes
Terror and pride
The throne is now my
Falling in lust and glory

In a palace
Pure of gold
Men and women
Like puppets
Pleasure and pain
Infernal beauty

Crazy with the toys
In the hands
Love and hate
Like mirrors
Agony and pain
Above the gods

In my eyes
Deep inside
There is nothing
I am lost, every day
Rotting in riches

What is a man to have the world (to have the world)
And lose his soul
I can see the black wings (the time)
The cycle of revenge

Burn die his throne is my
Burn die his throne is my
Burn die his throne is my
Burn die his throne is my

In my eyes
Deep inside
There is nothing
I am lost, every day
Rotting in riches

What is a man to have the world (to have the world)
And lose his soul
I can see the black wings (the time)
The cycle of revenge