Из альбома: Conceived by Inhuman Blood
Now that your destiny is given to the unknown
Fear the most terrible end for your sanity
Through your stormier nightmare
We can see yours worst fears
We are those that guide the profanation
We are the truth that makes your God lessen
The mental chaos that degenerates your reason
It was created from your choice
You chose the way
You lost
The light that you seek
Blinded your weak mind
Said promises of the Greed voice
Rotten you crawl in your grave
You will die for your naiveness
Fear the most terrible end for your sanity
You chose the way
You lost
Now that your destiny is given to the unknown
Fear the most terrible end for your sanity
Through your stormier nightmare
The mental chaos that degenerates your reason
It was created from your choice
You chose the way
You lost