Cold death grips my heart
My darkened dreams are ripped apart
Evil makes us all aware
Of wicked pains that are out there
Sins are written in the stars
Visible by painful scars
Small reminders of the past
That human life shall never last
This world is coming to an end
Whispers that the demons send
Living makes it so much worse
Humanity’s only gift and curse
Loneliness makes blackened spirit
While I welcome, people fear it
Take me by my pale hand
And guide me through to fiery land
Spare me shame by dying word
Emptiness is all preserved
And then passed down to next of kin
Inviting every shadow in
This world is coming to an end
Whispers that the angels send
Living makes it so much worse
Humanity’s only gift and curse
Life consumed by grief and pain
Hopes and dreams are always slain
Stigmata is my solemn wish
My perfection’s dark blemish
Trapped in darkness, always damned
To the ground I’m harshly slammed
About life I do not care
Returning Satan’s wicked stare
This world is coming to an end
Whispers that the dead souls send
Living makes it so much worse
Humanity’s only gift and curse
Souls are summoned into Hell
Under Satan’s evil spell
Glaring flame and whipping mist
Dewy drops are sunshine-kissed
Yet people dare to call entice
Evil unto paradise
Anything they do not know
Becomes their fucking greatest foe
This world is coming to an end
Whispers that I now shall send
Living makes it so much worse
Humanity’s only gift and curse