The time seemed so perfect,
God himself would have said
"and it was good"
The light, it blinds my judgment
The darkness shall comfort me.
I felt a void for plasma
T'was the beast possessing me
I've smyted the smyter
And now will be cleansed of my sins
I am burning for my black lie
Sorrow inside it dominates
And now its time to die
For you young child of death
Your blood is my champagne tonight
No lie is deadlier then,
The one you spoke to me on winters eve
Wings granted to the demons
Forced the angels to crawl
Travel to my haunted palace
Before the dreadful nightfall