I must embrace visual Hell
To satisfy us
Rape the whores in blasphemy
I am him while I feast upon your flesh

Glance into my eyes
And see the darkest shadows dancing
Playing in the desert of my life
Burning
And my soul is descending

Lover of all - Face the apocalypse
You fade away under the black rain
And flowers remain

Flowers to step on, flowers to burn

I am ready for the God below
Red flesh to penetrate my skin
To steal my soul away
To the grave I seek
Until I'm feeling weak

But there's fire
In my heart, in my eyes
In his body, in his eyes
And in his lovely kingdom