Fervent chill of the tears Caress lacerates The pledge of innocence What dwells in these rooms Dismal demands To hex and possess Lord of the damned Lay waste and command You were mere a tool Of their evil device Used and oppressed Dreams you thought you've seen Hallucinations Oh, they were all real Doomed to be slave of the pain Sucking you dry of life Make you wish you were insane Ruined by the inner strife Purgatory Of your dreams You will find Ruled by eerie Sullen eyes Burning bright "Can a woman forget her sucking child, That she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? Yea, They may forget, yet will I not forget thee. As the fullness of the time has come and he sent forth his son, Made under the law. I remember no more the anguish, For the joy that a man is born into the world." Lord of the dead Reap and beget He will show your place Under the rule Of the mother's love Caged upon the pyres Of the utter clouds engulfed in cold flames Chosen as vessel for vile Devil you nurture within Pale are the halos in dusk Melt into the realm of sin Purgatory Of your dreams You will find Ruled by eerie Sullen eyes Burning Bright