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On the throne of horror I sat
And brought you terror,
In the dark, I left you,
And brought you torture...
There is no angel,
There is no holy choir
Singing to us from heaven...

The nightmare has just begun...
Every dream can turn into a nightmare,
Every swan can sing,
Every day can turn into night...

A beautiful symphony, blissful one,
Turns into a rape of sounds,
An idea, a thought, a vision of a better world,
Is changed into destruction by evil minds,
Stop there and look at the Sun:
It won’t shine forever!

Angels are cut to pieces,
Bleeding on their white torn wings,
The churches are one with the ground,
Apocalypse crawls into this world,
Just as a snake following its prey!

The God of destruction finally came,
No, you won’t escape,
Your faith is not strong enough,
You've always needed proof
To believe in the existence of the Merciful God,

Take a look around you...
Only Evil staring in your eyes,
Isn’t all the evil proof enough for you?
There cannot be one without the other...


On the throne of horror you sit,
And bring me terror,
In the dark, you left me,
And bring me torture...
There is no angel,
There is no holy choir
Singing to me from heaven...