True belief in fiction Dominate the weak Free to choose the way of d**h Fall on your knees and creep Die with no remorse Blind to different views For all your reasons To die for and to k** Ain't strong enough To be in a lifetime fulfilled Paralysed and broken Cries out of the dust Out of new-born ruins Shrouded under pain and tears Crown the lost Enthrone the dead Run in circles Through the curse of revenge Do you see that matters change? If there's a god - out there A cause of chaos - and beauty If we stand face to grace - naked and bare Like a beast of pain and cruelty If there's a higher state - anywhere I am the ground: What is a tree without roots No more than a thought without any doubts True belief in fiction Dominate the weak Free to choose the way of d**h One last breath for the divinity Die with no remorse Blind to different views If there's a way to seek Fall on your knees and creep