The splendid motion to produce The only one art Lit up by the moon Alter ego stands next to you The shadow brings forth shades See your existence and value As one of the chosen one
You can not hide the lie No matter how you dress up I smell blood on you Sins begot enemies And stain themselves in red
Throw off your mask There is neither morality nor ethic here This is just a game, no need To stop killing each other Along with the blood flowed out The flesh will become a beautiful figure The new realm of art is born
Shed blood, insufficient number of death Sacrifice is inevitable Squeeze blood of gods and goddesses The bloodthirsty demons from The realm shrouded in darkness are coming The realm of you is marching toward the end And stand at the beginning of new stageTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
