Inheritance of Irony
Arrogance and deception, in pestilence obscene
Beyond redemption, beyond the weak
Through the cortex, in the depth of infinity
Tragedy... yours to come
Your god does not exist
Spirit of splendour, come to me
Illusions of fear shall wide open
Gazing my core, watching it dies
That is presented or pure instinct
A profession comes with darkness
The blindfoldness you consume
Uncrowned timeless king
Let the children play
Bound to evil. disgrace to us
Impending doom
Will we ever be forgiven - disconsolate
Behold the overwhelming power
Beyond all I am... no limit
So many ways to face the void
Behind the sin
Inheritance of irony
Arrogance and deception, in pestilence obscene
Beyond redemption, beyond the weak
Through the cortex, in the depth of infinity
Tragedy... yours to come
The perfume of twilight, lost at dawn
As I enter the gates...
Where the god of light forever dwells seems so unreal
Fall to your knees and cry
Where the irony seals your fate
Timeless in wisdom, but this ritual will never end
Leave me in pain
A profession comes with darkness
The blindfoldness you consume
Uncrowned timeless king
Let the children play
Bound to evil, disgrace to us
Impending doom
Will we ever be forgiven - disconsolate
Behold the overwhelming power
Beyond all I am... no limit
So many ways to face the void
Behind the sin
Inheritance of irony