A veil of deception
Cradle me into my insurrection
Give me back my possession
And reveal the life, I deafened
I'll pray to the demiurge
So, my own flesh will reemerge
Now a demon plated in gold
Stands before me and chaos begins to unfold
Dim candles surround me
Scattered faces worship thee
Falling into his slumber
And dancing in his bleeding thunder
"You'll pay with fire, as the flames grow higher and higher"
He said, "You'll pay with fire and death is the coldest liar"
I look into the eyes of the dead
Washing my hands in his blood
I look into the eyes of the dead
Washing my hands in his blood
"You'll pay with fire, as the flames grow higher and higher"
He said, "You'll pay with fire and death is the coldest liar"
You'll perish in fire
Drowned out by his haunted choir
Succumb to his hand
Vengeance at this own command