I'm trapped in a masquerade of skulls A bloody hell disguised as a carnival I still hear their whispers as I walk these halls Their cries, their screams and their hopeless calls Why should I feel remorse or guilt? For an empire of blood I built They got a happy end to their story But I'll remain in this purgatory I've become the prey but once i was the hunter An inner voice tells me "look upon your work, you monster" "The devil himself thinks that you're revolting" "Your actions are nothing but disgusting" Why should I feel remorse or guilt? For an empire of blood I built They got a happy end to their story But I'll remain in this purgatory Why should I feel remorse or guilt? For an empire of blood I built They got a happy end to their story But I'll remain in this purgatory