Consuming the hate and falling from grace
The air which you breathe is setting a course
Headed towards a cliff, you're destined to fall
Eliminate love - your greatest enemy
Convincing your mind with pale illusions
Is there nothing to stop you
from trying to gain all the world?
Collecting your items and store them in line
As paralyzed victims through indoctrination
One by one you are disintegrating their freedom
Distinguished cherub, you're the father of lies
Fooled the world to bow their knees in front of you
Yes, an image of a king
is what you've painted before them
Demon of ancient
What will you gain through all of this?
Who did you conquer
when you fell from the host of light into the pit?
Humans find hope in conferring with your legions
that hold the selfsame values as you
To be fooled is the downhill path to "salvation"
The salesmen of death are your children of hate
A masquerade, the carrying of masks
to please inguilty souls
Your game is complete
when you've made them all cease,
the ones you scorn
A pleasant dream to glorify light
Was traded for sin and l*** for corruption
Transformed into mud instead of a shining pearl
You take your delight in seeing others in pain
A horrifying dream is the core of your heart
The light you once conveyed
is now lost in the shadows
Can you ever regret the ways of your deeds?
The burning hate towards your maker?
Or is the act of forgiveness a far stranger to you?
Demon of ancient
What will you gain through all of this?
Who did you conquer
when you fell from the host of light into the pit?
The air which you breathe is setting a course
Headed towards a cliff, you're destined to fall
Eliminate love - your greatest enemy
Convincing your mind with pale illusions
Is there nothing to stop you
from trying to gain all the world?
Collecting your items and store them in line
As paralyzed victims through indoctrination
One by one you are disintegrating their freedom
Distinguished cherub, you're the father of lies
Fooled the world to bow their knees in front of you
Yes, an image of a king
is what you've painted before them
Demon of ancient
What will you gain through all of this?
Who did you conquer
when you fell from the host of light into the pit?
Humans find hope in conferring with your legions
that hold the selfsame values as you
To be fooled is the downhill path to "salvation"
The salesmen of death are your children of hate
A masquerade, the carrying of masks
to please inguilty souls
Your game is complete
when you've made them all cease,
the ones you scorn
A pleasant dream to glorify light
Was traded for sin and l*** for corruption
Transformed into mud instead of a shining pearl
You take your delight in seeing others in pain
A horrifying dream is the core of your heart
The light you once conveyed
is now lost in the shadows
Can you ever regret the ways of your deeds?
The burning hate towards your maker?
Or is the act of forgiveness a far stranger to you?
Demon of ancient
What will you gain through all of this?
Who did you conquer
when you fell from the host of light into the pit?