Heaven is waiting for a thousand souls
From all these martyrs, from all the scum!
All of them were cremated
(with my own hands)
I am that god, the Lord of the Rot

I have not been created for feebleness
I'm not so lost in this 'your world'
These are too many simple walking lives
So many… I must finish them all up!

Who will save their ass?
There is no return to mom
Beg me a little
I don't give a fuck for anything

And you are telling me a tale
Where the goodies didn't win
And you would wish to kill
For a living

Every morning, baby
I load my weapons
Is the symbol of violence
Is the symbol of pure sex
Don't pray for nothing, nobody will pay you
Coagulate your mercy and have a pair of balls

Instincts never lie, symbols of supremacy
Shining far away from this era, the eternal calling…
I am never alone inside my boiling blood
Please, spirit of my blood, carry me to inner throne