Chaos Spectacle -

Oh night deceive the day with your fabulous whores

Don’t leave us here for one day more

Send me your greatest sons of war

To bury me

As I dreamed of a world forever dark

And city’s burn through brutal wars

Where our gods turned out the evening light

And forever banished us

On this stage where they hung our beloved pride

Where the faces of morality have died

A hall where sons of harlots dance

On hallowed songs

You can sing your tunes and hymns of war

Spread the hate and connect the pain

As we will sever it again

As I walk through the valley of life and death

It’s only one thing that I regret

It’s the way that the gods have left us all

Left stranded…

There is nothing here but pain and hate

And a little spark that we call god

But it’s just for keeping us from not going under