In these nights of magic
  Where great pamis obscured
  By the fantasy dragon made real
  By the powers of lingering trauma
  
  I looked beyond the dawn of day
  Beyond the angstridden faces
  Into the mind captured behind
  Living the lie of the weakened ones
  
  I captured the moment given
  I denied the sickening love
  Turned to the purity of anger
  I saw myself in the abyss
  
  Complete fullness I now own
  I return to earth a demonrace
  Denied by man through ages
  Now I walk the dying soil
  
  Atrocities turned beauty
  Machines of torture turned art
  Beneath your cities I sleep
  At dawn I weep...