Creators... Evoke your tragedy. Betrayers! You can't deny your lust for destruction. Predators... Dance once more waltz with the flesh of your prey. Your sharpened teeth will sink in a passionate kiss... There's no hope for redemption. In every funeral, I have been Your cemeteries so secrene, with gothic dark cathedrals. I am the Destroyer of Life, I hear you chanting for me. A Great Mass... of Death A Great Mass of Death A Great Mass of Silence It's the quiet of absence. A Great Mass of Death A Great Mass of Silence A concerto of sadness. A Great Mass of Death A Great Mass... Run! A Great Mass of Death A Great Mass of Silence I am the Destroyer of Life, I hear you chanting for me.