God has been heard to speak in many enraged remorses High, high from the blasphemous peak the paradise was built with corpses God has been heard to end in life there no trust or pity Blamed and nailed, the sins from past full of god's guilty In the vortex of scarlet demise, the seeds of unbelief creations excelling from murders, excelling from lies, this is the road of internal damnation The scars of a brain in the torment of haze, depressed without execution deranged of ambitions, a god to extinction, the terror of witness confession Without sense all the shapes of deceiver, a madness with no cause Every time for the crown, the Redeemer, will he break the moral laws The labyrinth of mind from the believers, a vortex full of clones In the madness of god and fever, the dimension of fraud In solitude, he drowned surrounded by thousand slaves A measure for flesh and soul the art of seven days And he paints marbling graves, around the land of fake idols He despised the words and prophecies And binding the inmost desires. Hither, thither, oh fearless masterless Hither, thither, grounded by angriness [2x] Without sense all the shapes of deceiver, a madness with no cause Every time for the crown, the Redeemer, will he break the moral laws The labyrinth of mind from the believers, a vortex full of clones In the madness of god and fever, the dimension of fraud God has been heard to weep intended of falling forever Blind and lost by design of will of trash and unwashed guilt God has been reap