The world is turning to ashes when faith triumphs
The faith of those convinced they believe in nothing
You conceal your dark soul and your filthy thoughts

That spectre of naivety that burns in your eyes
Tears the fabric of noble ideas
Overwhelmed by gloom you head towards the nameless void

Your doom dwelling in this deserted city
Has become it's dungeon


The age of magic when you struggle with the waves of darkness
Enfolds you with a haze of sin
The moaning of the condemned reverberates within you

You abandon those silver shrines
They want to shroud your mind with the veil of their black wings
In the grip of death you renounced your god

And arose as a heretic
That is how infinity awakens


I've ceased to believe in false miracles
Vote for heresy
In flames I'm descending into the shades of death

Vote for heresy
I'm spreading the wings of my wicked plan
Vote for heresy

Hidden from the human sight in a cloud of black mist