So cold empire of lies Full of black watching eyes Valley of the dead On crimson skies we see our sun go Down the sewers of the truth where the joker fake wears his crown Sound was the master of all lies, muted puppet still lived his life Bound to the circle of the fools, he's insane and so lost in time Slow, the withered shaded son full of deep incisions scared for life Here he dwells in fire Since the dark day sunrise Blind in the city of the deaf, the sheep are not aware of wolves Blood on the altar of the church, Blinded zombie through a misled youth Oh, the smell of the sacrificial Flesh, last in line he sees no other truth Down on his knees was his last move, he slit open his soul for a lie Now he dwells in fire Since the dark day sunrise