Ashes of burned memories cover my marks from infinity.
But just how many times I have walked this same path over again.

I can see the shine of deception in your eyes.
I was born to hate you and your kind.
You promise heaven, but all you can give is lies.

I see the fear of being left alone in your eyes.
All [bad word] lives, [bad word] minds with lies.

Now those forgotten souls scream your name from behind the graves.
There will be no tomorrow, there wasn't one today.
Every morning you will wake up to see your own image in [bad word] 
And the day [bad word] when the lessons of suffering
will be taught for you and your kind too.

I look into dimension of pain too absurd for man to realize.
And with joy in my heart I can see your [bad word] destiny.

The force of black mind is much greater than you can ever realize.
You will suffer as I lay my wrath upon you.

I'll have my time to wait, but you will know my hate.
I will teach you the arts of pain and pleasure.

You're just a coward behind your shell, you will rot in your own personal [bad word] 

Feel the heat of flames to burn your flesh.
Were the flames really there or only inside your head?

Feel the razor cutting your skin,
can't you see it's your own hand that moves the blade?

This is the art of pain and pleasure!