Years past but still grief
Shows no certain end
Crippled in the corner
Faith he could not stand

Abandoned by his heart
His soul past with the dead
Sanity fades
Behind the tears he shed

Soulless being, decade mind
Faint shadows of his virtue
Nightmares thus, rabid, lust
What has it all come down to?
Some nights he killed in silence
Some nights he made them shout
Now that he feels no more
How dark will this night turn out?

Made them scream
In the most sadistic theme
No pity in his heart
Confessions of a mad man
Came from behind
Non hesitant right
No mercy in his heart
Confessions of a mad man

Soulless being, decade mind
Faint shadows of his virtue
Nightmares thus, rabid, lust
What has it all come down to?
Some nights he killed in silence
Some nights he made them shout
Now that he feels no more
How dark will this night turn out?

Pointlessly kneeling
In a two sided wooden box
A being with twisted thoughts
Against a more sinful preacher