Creators...

Evoke your tragedy.

Betrayers!

You can't deny your lust for destruction.

Predators...

Dance once more waltz with the flesh of your prey.

Your sharpened teeth will sink in a passionate kiss...

There's no hope for redemption.

In every funeral, I have been

Your cemeteries so secrene, with gothic dark cathedrals.

I am the Destroyer of Life, I hear you chanting for me.

A Great Mass... of death

A Great Mass of death

A Great Mass of silence

It's the quiet of absence.

A Great Mass of death

A Great Mass of silence

A concerto of sadness.

A Great Mass of death

A Great Mass...

Run!

A Great Mass of death

A Great Mass of silence

I am the Destroyer of Life,

I hear you chanting for me...