Whispers of pendulum filling the cage of your mind
Painting it's walls with pure hatred
Freezing the flames of chaos once turned into word

Cosmic feeling once turned into dust
Together we stand and challenge the crowds of god


Annihilation of lies hidden beyond the core
Thoughts of free will spinning around
And waiting for souls where life doesn't mean anything -

Dream of a Kingdom where Chaos and Word used to be Unity
Congregation of those who revengefully look into eyes of deceiver
And burn out his world of forbidden truth


Whispers of pendulum filling the cage of your mind
Painting it's walls with pure hatred

Freezing the flames of word once turned into chaos

[Lead: Quazarre]

[Lead: Armers]

And you - nail him down to the cross

Feel sweet taste of power and omnipotence
And they nail you down to the cross
Feel sweet taste of retribution

And greed for the power of someone who claims to be God

"Et### consummati fuerint mille anni solvetur Satanas

De carcere suo et exibit et seducet gentes quae sunt
Super quattuor angulos terrae Gog et Magog et congregabit eos
In proelium quorum numerus est sicut harena maris"