I have lived through the thousand lives
I have died countless times
I slowly begin to remember what was it like to be
Past times and future lives under the myriad of masks
I always tried to reach myself by irrational violence
Suicidal masochism, emotional self-mutilation
Bloodsoaked sacrifice for spiritual emancipation
Liberation of reason and sense
From the loop of the Karmic history
From the things that has been done to me
From the all things I have done
Reality reveals itself only through the death and pain
Human sacrifice
Hell calls hell, drink the poison
Wake up, wake up
Demon est deus inversus
Mors tua, vita mea
Alienation from reality
Makes the reality appear as escapism
Cycles of the fantasy confining the misery
Boiling to the point where the myths are alive
Whispers of the demons spell both prison and Catharsis
Demon est deus inversus
Mors tua, vita mea
Human sacrifice
Hell calls hell, drink the poison
Wake up, wake up!
”I” must burn to redeem myself
Human sacrifice
Hell calls hell, drink the poison
In the world asleep the one who is truly awake
Comes out as a beast or a God
Who acts like a fool and tyrant
Reality reveals itself only through the death and pain
Human sacrifice
Hell calls hell, drink the poison
Die now, just die now
Human sacrifice
Hell calls hell, drink the poison
Wake up, wake up
”I” must burn to redeem myself