Black Hypnosis

Rusty metal in form of skulls
Barbwires, gasmasks suffocate the weak
For chains are the demon's tools
And Death is his name
In front of a dying sight
A window with a cross
Shattered over human's blood
Called a sadist, the perverse.
A misanthropic approach of love
A cruel seduction in bestial existence
When days look the same
And the sun seems to be forgotten
The crack of doom will emerge again.
Hungry eyes pierce the flesh
Tyranny, a cold hate in the stream of light
Bow, and feast on the wings
The path of the beast was summoned
The age of Satan no more lost
Nuclear winds scything souls
Where God was forgotten below..
Black Hypnosis, Black Hypnosis, Black Hypnosis