Back from the quest for the stone
I settle on a throne and drink scarlet blood
Enchanted by celestial beauty
That brought us devastation
I am the chosen one, the prophecy
A nightmare in this dark masquerade
As the moon sets a fatal nightMy vision of psychotic murder
Unleashed an immortal power A demon in my head breaking outOne endless night in psychosis
Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster
{Friedrich Nietzsche}
I still can see the granite runes
Carved by the claws of time
They foretell a holy war
In which darkness will prevail
Exiled to lower atmospheres
A decadent forlorn god
One endless night in psychosis
The Chosen One
Shades of delusions rush over
Have no fear and fight back
I am the chosen one, the prophecy
A demon in my head breaking out
One endless night in psychosis
Revealing my spirit within
I will not stand any longer
Blood and bone