The world is turning to ashes when faith triumphs The faith of those convinced they believe in nothing You conceal your dark soul and your filthy thoughts That spectre of naivety that burns in your eyes Tears the fabric of noble ideas Overwhelmed by gloom you head towards the nameless void Your doom dwelling in this deserted city Has become it's dungeon The age of magic when you struggle with the waves of darkness Enfolds you with a haze of sin The moaning of the condemned reverberates within you You abandon those silver shrines They want to shroud your mind with the veil of their black wings In the grip of death you renounced your god And arose as a heretic That is how infinity awakens I've ceased to believe in false miracles Vote for heresy In flames I'm descending into the shades of death Vote for heresy I'm spreading the wings of my wicked plan Vote for heresy Hidden from the human sight in a cloud of black mist