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