... Scream In the abyss of dark, when the moon is full
When time...
Somewhere there
Where light can't reach
Lack of sanctity
Like a thorn embedded in the body
On the barren land
The temple is being built
Not for God...
The circle of power
Sketched by black candles
The hellish priests open the gates
All the dimensions flowing together into one
Like a stone
Glittering with many colours
And the wind becomes stronger
And the nightmare is dancing in the air
The creation of human's pride
And contempt for the weak
Chaos...
Somewhere there
Where light can't reach
Lack of sanctity
Like a thorn embedded in the body
On the barren land
The temple is being built
Not for God...
The circle of power
Sketched by black candles
And the wind becomes stronger
And the nightmare is dancing in the air
It is freedom for the relentless
It is a slavery for the cowardly
Untamed force