be recognised Forever wrecked on the shores of solitude The rapture of the sun the calm of the moon On the edge of emptiness Once meaningful is meaningless One
arena Beat a path of retreat up them spiral staircases Pass the tree of smoke, pass the angel with four faces Begging God for mercy and weepin' in unholy
A million to one You will lose it all A million to one You'll be falling Down to where I am An unholy man A million to one You'll be falling It's so
filth awaiting You A noble feast for those enslaved Enticing vows of defilement Unholy palace of perversion Unbellished with depravity Embrace Your life, for
none, for this next millenium, kids starving when they breath, you can see they kidneys and lungs, they left blind, skinny and dum, sights far from a pretty one
must go You have seen the lie... the lie about the cross" I am many... We are One, THE HIGHEST You'll never know why We kept Him here The one who did
none, For this next millenium, kids starving when they breath, You can see they kidneys and lungs, they left blind, skinny and dum, Sights far from a pretty one
last step into the unknown From Faust to Mephisto, from light to dark, it has only begun Float through Baphomet to coalesce with the unholy goat The
Beat a path of retreat Up them spiral staircases Pass the tree of smoke Pass the angel with four faces Begging God for mercy And weepin' In unholy
and hate. In search for answers he can't find. What god would end a life so pure. She was the one worth dying for. Alone with princess angel-sent. Her
A million to one you will lose it all A million to one you'll be fallin' Down to where I am an unholy man A million to one you'll be fallin' It's so
You have seen the lie... the lie about the cross" I am many... we are one, the highest You'll never know why we kept him here The one who did not
sanctum A nemesis for all evil I confess My soul bleeds by all the forces I possess A benediction of unholy Wrath and sorrow My heart is buried in dark
The gathering of the legion of the gladiator] Hell's gates are opened The church downfall, the burning of Rome An offer to be made, to the false one
abyss. But with no time to think about black geometry they leaped into the red river for any death would have been better than the one waiting for them
