Thy gruesome cries so thin
On thus you will succeed
The amorphous illusions
Thwart your willingness to believeThe beauty disturbedThe amulet, opener of forgotten doors
Leads back to that doomed tiara-night
See thyself wild in hysteria
Death's ironyThe beauty disturbedListen to this tortuous threnody
Filled with the pain
Thou can see where betrayal shall bring thee
Death's obligatoryWhere all elements melt to one
And odious memories perish together with you
Should have seen the omen, the mirror
Death's realityCry, your threnody will be heard
For thy suffocated minds
The tortuous sound as angels' voices
The phobia, in search for ancestral bloodAn arable force from the past
Leads back to the atrocious roots
The deep inner soul, never to be exposedThe axiom you can't deny or better
Drags you down into a lost abyss
The hymn stops, fear will reign
Death's cruelty