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