Praying for an end to come Craving for the redemption, Engulfed in a morality So blind and miserable. Dying for a man unknown Or an image so wrong Killing on adrenaline For the love of a fucking Beholder Idolatry in my eyes Burning the faith of the others Untold rites that ceased to be Rejoice for mine is the might Hell! is nothing but a game! For slaves to bow to you Wake up dead man ! All faith is a pain, A tool to enslave the weak, Light is no more... Walk on ! On your path to dismay ! Live all behind, Over your fears, Over your dreams, Over your flesh... In the corner of my mind There is the thin line Between lie and life You obviously deny. And I scream..... For saviour to come For my soul to drown I am liberty!!! I hold freedom in my hands... The blade...that will open my veins And spread the blood of freedom on this rotten soil! Wise men no longer stalking this elegy of light Which is mankind, Your death as a cold breath, An immeasurable loss. Narrow minds are the new demons And there shall be no more hope Until the ancient skin is burnt... And past is forgotten. Hell! is nothing but a game! For slaves to bow to you Wake up dead man ! All faith is a pain, A tool to enslave the weak