Crimson veils rise over the stage of the damned Where velvet shadows drink the glow of broken halos Whispers coil like serpents in decadent neon dusk And every breath tastes like sin dressed in silver fire Beneath the marble columns of forsaken luxury The air hums with hunger older than the stars A thousand faceless idols lean in from the dark Waiting for the spark that turns ritual into ruin Light it up - ignite the engine of delirium Oil and incense twist into a single snarling flame Raze the night - let every shadow split and howl This is the gospel of the overdriven heart Chrome-tongued demons dance in ultraviolet storms Fuel-slick eyes reflect the ruins of restraint Overdrive! Overdrive! Crank the pulse until the cosmos breaks In the dust of collapsing grandeur We carve new thrones from the bones of the night Let the wicked breathe in luxury, Let the pure drown in the light The floor glows red beneath velvet decay And every footstep smears another prophecy Ritual overcharged - the grand theater ignites A labyrinth of pleasure set ablaze by frenzy Frenzy! Tear the veil from the dying sky Let the neon bleed into every open wound Luxeria burns in mercury flames While the engines shriek their final hymn No salvation in chrome No mercy in speed Just the roar of collapsing gods And the lust of the last survivors Silence grows… beneath the ashes of excess A throne of smoke waits for the nameless king Susperia rises from the molten dark And Luxeria bows in trembling crimson Overdrive… forever… in the ruin of the decadent night.
