These dirty hands are too close, too cold
Chamber like a snakepit dank and dark
White drape is red, rusty nails and thorns
It seems once it was already here
(Doubts never grow still)
Total breakdown, collapse of the elements
The wheels of d**h are still in spin
Clocks are finally to reach the twelve
Oh, yes damned right, a journey to Hell
Closer I am to the end of chapter
Depraved, the morals are spattered
Deeper, stronger stab this nail
Into the white shivering flame
Chains, for now, are too tight
The soul's been paralysed and tied
Magnetic visions spell the mind
History comes along the shores of time
(It's the time to create, to destroy)
Noose slowly tightens around
Knife slices the pale skin
Truth coalesces with a serpentine hiss
Candle burns out in the dark
Materialised hatred electrifying the senses
Explodes in pain
World stares into the nothingness
Trapped in the mirror of flaming eyes
Within darkness there is no light to shine
The rough sea of scorn's to be sailed
A harsh soulside journey downwards Hell