Have you ever found yourself in restless' lands? Have these bruises stiched inside your veins? Have you ever loved being left alone? Have you ever wanted to sit on a throne? Does love exist? I don't have a clue. Yet I find myself crawling again back to you. Unethical beast, theoretical mind, Aesthetically grieced, running out of my time, Cut precisely, program, imitate the divine, I've escaped no man's land to destroy very time. I've played, this nonsenserie for years of my life Letting days succomb to mystery Thoughts and feelings of a wretched empty mind It is time that we make history I am a storm, a clash, a tease, A frightening, cold paralysis. A danger, menace here to stay. I am the hunter, you're the prey. You'll pay, for misery and dark, astounding nights I spent alone fighting own obscurity. That's the path I take, now I let the word ignite In flaming violence, amber of your security. I am living chaos I let you wish that I was never born Hiding for ages in shadows Letting them devour my soul I escaped. Now. I'm the powers. Not for revenge or status Just to cause. Pure ob-li-vi-on! [Melodic piano break] No cuts left to make one shot fully suffised Here, the end of a life inside out compromised