Deliver your madness descent the grace
Suffer the darkness with joyful hate
All devotion a fusion of madness
Twist, Nail, Torture
No pain or sign of sorrow
No age or narrow d**h
No ending or coming evil
Deliver your madness descent the grace,
Suffer the darkness with joyful hate
All devotion a fusion of madness
Twist, Nail, Torture
[Epilogue:]
my thoughts rest in silence
my self fall into emptiness
into delirium's nights
It goes where midnight frosts my eyes