Black, his eyes were black, yet aware to this world The deceiver of the desolations, the bringer of death I will follow his call Set the fire in the temple Cast the flames into your scars Relive the pain of the ages His dedicated and passionate disciples Followed the call from beyond Into a future and despair Into the endless chamber caves Where they stare into their hollow form And their blood flows through the stone Sorrow may lead the blind into darkness But with conviction I carved my way through their flesh Their path to a great nothing, my destiny into the stars I will follow his call The flames, a testimony of glory The temple remains on the blood-red soil Here he stands before you, the bringer of death