you built me up with your wishing hell
I didn't have to sell you
you threw your money in the pissing well

you do just what they tell you
REPENT, that's what I'm talking about
i shed the skin to feed the fake

REPENT, that's what I'm talking about
whose mistake am i anyway?
Cut the head off

Grows back hard
I am the hydra
now you'll see your star

prick your finger it is done
the moon has now eclipsed the sun
the angel has spread its wings

the time has come for bitter things
[chorus]


the time has come it is quite clear
our antichrist
is almost here...

it is done