Blessed are the victims inside my sandic tears Because I dream as I live, Alone Earthly are the memories from my deep within To recall my own essence, there for I'm As I feel and mourn my abstract yearning Even when my centurion tears cry Dwelling in my own deepest Black, I try I know pain I know Agony I know madness, but still I can take you there When Tears cry... I'll take you there When Tears still cry... I'll take you there Where my abstract within is yearning I slaughter their hollow morning In a century of a dry ocean As the Angels sing in their veilic Heavens Still we will be beyond our red horizons Only my Hate will speak me to reason Captured inside our Black Hatred of Darkest Evil I know pain I know Agony I know madness, Sailing the path to our eternal mirage When my tears cry, Through my last try When Tears still cry, I'll take you there Only knowing what to feel, I'll take you there