I must embrace visual hell To satisfy us Rape the whores in blasphemy I am man while I feast upon your flesh Glance in my eyes And see the eternal shadows dancing Playing in the desert of my life Burning And my soul is descending Leader of all, face the apocalypse You fools deep under the black rain And nothing remains Flowers to step on, flowers to burn Am I ready for the god below Red flesh to penetrate my skin To send my soul away To the grave I work Until I'm feeling weak But there's fire In my heart, in my eyes In his body, in his eyes And in his lonely kingdom