In a certain life before you
There was a quest
A primitive art solution
Into your death
This is the split of soul
You can't protect it
Forgotten kind of art is now selected
Is this the answer to a glory life that you've chosen
What is the point to await a world deep frozen
Now come to see the world in black is this unreal?
Burn down you can't imagine
A lost part into the engine
Body count
Body count
Cursed in your frustration
Forgotten destination
A liquid mind is lost
Swallowed to rot
Body count
Body count
Hate is running through the brain
Simply possessed
Eternal life erosion
That you compress
Animated life-control
Deformed impulse
Provocated genocide
Incubated skulls
Is this the answer to a glory life that you've chosen
What is the point to await a world deep frozen
Now come to see the world in black is this unreal?
Burn down you can't imagine
A lost part into the engine
