Here I sit, stare nothingness through my tears, seeing nothing but a pain,
feeling how life just fall through my fingers, like ashes, without meaning,
tears burning my soul, cutting my eyes, filling me with the numbness...

Here I live when others are hurt, and it hurts me, hurt because of the life,
why I am lucky one, Why I manage to get through that pain, through the sorrow,
all it hurts me, life is so unfair, hurting just like random, hurting innocent...

Here I wonder what have granted me this special favour, power over the pain,
favour to avoid most pain, favour to be as I am, be as so strong as I am,
it hurts me because of the weak, it hurts but I'll survive because I am strong...

Waiting screams - echoing in world, howls,
our voices in darkness so complete, howls,
stars bring some pale light, echoing howls...

Soon our reason of being ascends to the sky,
staring, waiting, soon our moon will fly...

It will raise soon, then we howl for the moon,
still, for some unlucky, it will bring the doom...

In the sky, moon as full as only it can be,
in down here, it's children, us, it see...

Outside us, hairs are growing,
howling to the sky, moon is our mother,
inside us, hunger is growing,
howling to the sky, moon is our father...

We see our parents grow, wither and die,
we see cycle of the life, it happens on the sky...

We are beasts of the doom,
we are children of the moon...

 

Inside my mind, on darkside, there's demons hive,
through my eyes, out in the night they dive,
for weak gods children, death those demons give,
on helpless world, my demons of mind will thrive,
worshippers of the useless god, soon gone, no one alive...

Souls of the gods fools, those demons will tear apart,
hiding from them is useless, demons no one can outsmart,
from them - protects nothing, to be strong is no any rampart,
demons give no mercy, in any weakness - they hit like a dart...

From your god, pray no salvation, he is weak, can't save no one,
demons will slaughter souls, it takes long till they are done,
demons, those children of mine, are like me, they spare none...

Humans, mortals, weak images of weak god, will turn to pools of blood,
to tear off any part, spill the blood, for demons, it is power above a god...

In my eyes, tears of fatherly pride, I stare havoc, sweet demons of my mind...

I see demonic shadows,
floating in the darkness,
waiting me to fall a sleep,
searching a moment of my weakness...

Shadows of death,
inside my head,
this outstanding pain,
in my brain...

Flames of hellfire,
in my eyes,
smell of death,
in my nose...

Molten seas of hell,
this demonic smell,
someone is casting a dark spell,
holding me in the hell...

Flash of pain, fangs, like a razor, sink in the flesh, dig so deep,
chaos, in the mind of the dying, blood spraying from the vein...

Nothing lasts forever, eternal continuity, chaos don't allow,
nightmares in the minds of waiting ones, death, chaos will show...

Cry, let the bloody tears flood, you child of the weak god, weep,
stare me, see how I slay image of the god, pray to be insane...

Their minds, filled with the pain, drowning in the feeling so hollow,
vines they stare, roses there, you are gone, they know...

I've come to harvest a life, you can't even your soul to keep,
I take what belongs to me, I tear off the soul and it stain...

Someone sobbing, in their life, there's fallen a dark shadow,
loss, from their sorrowful minds, joy is dying, so slow...

You can't resist me, demon, chaos itself, bend for the final reap,
everything is part of me, even your puny god, taste the pain...

Thorns, still bite the touching hands, ignoring their sorrow,
over a dark hill, flowerbed of the blood red roses, just glow...

Curse your god, he can't help, I pass you in the eternal sleep,
chaos swallow all to nothingness, your cries echo in vain...

Only one who still can mourn for you, is the black widow,
weeping dark form, over the black ground, let the tears flow...

Fangs tear flesh so weak, you, to the oblivion they sweep,
fly to sleep in side of your weak god, only death will remain...

Shadow fall on the new grave from nearby tree, sitting crow,
chaos won, in the gravestone, stone roses once again grow...