Lost between the razor traces Scratched confidence Found comfort in shadows black Taking darkness for granted ♪ Left open for what comes unseen: It's beautiful horror, it's wondrous seeds of doubt ♪ Gazing into the abbys with the intensity of a madman Desperately awaiting the day it looks back ♪ Lest ye forget the monsters ♪ Transgressing into a frigid soul Nothing to expect, nothing to suprise Shattering the precious illusion of potential Further down the nest ♪ Further down the ID Cold, inert Missed the distance, lost the trace ♪ Complete The Lord of Deceit rejoices