• In this forest of despair
    Everything is becoming insane
    Kneeling before death
    Now all living is changed to its deepest thoughts

    Evil queen running around you
    Frees her wings turning to dust
    Murders all the last dreams you had

    Learning of your sinful acts
    Listening to your wrost nightmares
    Killing all your friends
    Setting free your hate
    And become hatred

    Caught by pain
    Hit everything on your road
    Surrender your hope
    Kneeling before death

    Leaning for the queen
    Let the wild mind control yourself
    Become Terror’s Lord.