Lost in the burning sun Lost in a void so black Forsaken by destiny Amidst this empty night IN THE TEMPLE OF MY DISEASE, I SPILL BLOOD TO FIND MY BLISS I wander through the fields of pain I live for my endless disdain Torment - Is it a blessing or a curse? In the eye of blasphemy Where the essence speaks to me Can your hear silence stare? Can you see riverbeds rise? A place where the essence dwells Elusive and hard to trace Torment - Is it a blessing or a curse? I retreat into my disease Thousand ways to erase this life Never find salvation from Hate I will show you what it is... A wound hard to heal! When the seas turn into blood Every word of mine comes true In the name of the antichrist My end will be fall of man Torment - Is it a blessing or a curse? I retreat into my disease Thousand ways to erase this life Never find salvation from Hate I will show you what it is... A wound hard to heal! The soul exile immune to pain Get the gun! Get the knife! Cleanse this waste! A sequence of stabs, a sequence of shots thrills the air In the silence's stare sadness will last, last forever!