Memnoch. Chaos Is Silence. Consummate Wrath Pt.1. Zeneszám

A steady bleeding on demand
onto the altar of sacrifices
the candle of hope
it never gave me any light ?in life

the pain begins in understanding
i'm bathing in anguish and silent despair
finding myself alone in crowded rooms
all we are - puppets in our own naive drama
and our hollow deeds create a restless nothingness

relieve my torment, kiss me a last goodbye
i'm dying, leaving it all behind

i feel no regret, can feel no remorse,
i found home in darkness
i killed all love, killed all life, i killed my god

inside i'm burning with hatred
the incarnation of wrath
yearning to extinguish, i feel no regret
i found home in darkness and
the pain ends in understanding

she's the perfect victim, her beauty is her guilt
she'll walk on my side, through the gates to hell

her statuesque figure inspires my creation,
slivers of moonlight on the blade of steel
i feel no pain now that she's mine
to fulfill my work in flesh and blood

..to be continued