I don't mind the rotting of your body
Walking on those ways of oblivion
Can't see the meaning of your holy
Burdens of frozen egoism
Believe it, but you can't hide yourself away
Into the mist of your human nature
Your name shall sink into deep oblivion
Nobody shall remember that aeon

Those nights in white satin are the actors of the past
Rather a shattered belief when [bad word] [bad word] As hidden [bad word] tear at last
Pain devoured all pleasure where
Emotions died with you there
Forgive me put off the mask
You shall hear about me
I've got eternity, I've got invisibility

Fear my raging voice, when
Sweet pain attacks your [bad word] My caresses shall be massacre in your dreams
Sweat! When the [bad word]  Sigh!
Your sins feed upon your mind
As thousands of parasites
Get mad from the vice, don't be able to
Defent yourself

The Angel of Death [bad word] For You
With his angry poison from the lover of the past [bad word] your end for his eternity [bad word] your end to see your dusk
In the growing flames between us
What's malevolent as a diabolic virtue
So seductive as your [bad word] splendour disgusts
All divinity to spit in the face of your soul

Fear my raging voice, when
Sweet pain attacks your [bad word] My caresses shall be massacre in your dreams
Sweat! When the [bad word]  Sigh!
Your sins feed upon your mind
As thousands of parasites
Get mad from the vice, don't be able to
Defend yourself