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Stone-cold thoughts fill the breezing air

Inhaled by the lungs of bewitched man

Portrait of this figure is shadowed by the moon

To the snowy ground of this crimson room

Shivering for the drops like needles

Sticking and coating the skin

Fading away at the moment they strike

Vanishing in the darkness

Time passes slowly by

Like the clouds in the heights

Let’s drink a last drop of the wine

Wave will burn all the flesh

Black void covers the earth

All the anguish is gone

Transformation of the chaos before

Turns into the peaceful silence in a moment

No single voice anymore

Entering to the place controlled by soulless and free

One short step from the communion of illusion

No light, no living, nothing

There are no divisions between strong and weak

All are in the same line

Judgement shall balance the tables of humanity

Flames in our flesh will illuminate the skies

And send our burning hearts towards the star fires

This final strike is the ignition for mass destruction

The spark of eternity