• Show me the leaves of your soulless tree
    Like midnight flies along a dead sea
    That bring misfortune and hollow holes

    To those that aren’t as strong as me

    The INVERTED COUNTESS
    With a course dress of sorrow
    Take her last hand
    To promise she has no tomorrow

    A BLACK CURTAIN
    From which the dark ones rise
    Destroyed by one
    Who’s haunted by eerie sighs

    The FALLEN ANGEL
    Who’s strength knows no bound
    Has been slain without remorse
    And without even a sound

    The PLANET OF FOOLS
    That take ideas in vain
    Swallowed up in a fire storm
    That began with its own flame


    The HEVENLY FATHER
    Brought down to his knees
    And all those under him
    Shall all be crushed with ease

    The SHADOW of thy who has done this
    Will never be seen
    For what was done
    Is an inviolable Blitzkrieg without reality's seams