One

Fire drops conclude in One...
Regretful lies and truths
sum up in the circle of hate.

Stars fell into your mind
Hell's bells rang across your ears
black and reddish shadows consumed you
within the embrace of a thunder.

He drew symbols in your heart
struck dead your soul
and ruined the reality of Sin.

Electric sounds abused your present
and left you with wishful thinking
of nights full of fire and warmth.
Feels like your body is split in two...

The memory remains
painfully stubs your soul
whereas tears fall of black eyed masks.

The ego was struck,
Hate was aroused
within the Soul of the Beast.

A Lady slips down the river
resembling the dream she had...
Horns grow on her forehead,
a recognizable demon awakes in her eyes.

Acknowledging the nature of things
left you foretelling destruction
while the Cross is set for you
and the hill awaits your Walk of Shame.

The Son of God lays among black lilies
waiting for the Mankind to awake.
The sleep is deep, the Beast on the loose
and fire-flies lighten up your nights of Doom.

The Need strikes you on the spine
and you fall on your knees
screaming for the part of your body missing.

Wishing of Fire and Warmth
you realize the truth,
during the demonic rehab.

Whereas your soul trips to places of hate
pushing the ones you love and wish to save...
The Beast is on the loose.

Divide and Conquer
words of War ring in your mind
and Fear consumes you of the things to come.

The Cross is set,
your Will is Free
you'll walk that Hill of Shame
and sacrifice your Need.