Listening to the old devil Who speaks Slowly About details of life Seeing his signs Gaze Desapir Carved by furrows of time Feeling his ardor Pride Empathy Which comes from far Being so close to him I devour I drink I absorb the ancient wisdom In this dirty world Without rules and thruts I run into the dark To the flame from far In the labyrinth of lies I stray blindfold I run into the dark By the ones, who brings the light In my head I hear Screams Suffering On crying lost souls On the faces I see Tears And scars Plowed yoke for years I feel pain instinctly Burning Bloody Eating all from within I'm in the center of chaos Truly Without defect I found a great gift In this dirty world Without rules and thrust I run into the dark By the ones, who brings the light He is glory He is the law He is a fortress He is the fire He is the wind He is your day He is your night He is the everything He brings the light