Look at me now my friend
Pained doesn't [bad word] to discover mythic land
The line of life on your hand
Brands by time and knows what is the end [bad word] with shadows they're stone dead
They already know all to turn you to [bad word] with deads they give away a secret
What was hidden for all life in your head

The mirror of the night
Fall in love at first sight
Live but lose almighty might
Die and keep amazing light

Extinct places in empty spaces
Tired faces from wasting chances
Bloody streams with fusty steams
Horny creams from perverse dreams [bad word] smiles unforgiven lies
Pierce my eyes where's your paradise

Look at me now my friend
Pained doesn't [bad word] to discover mythic land
The line of life on your hand
Brands by time and knows what is the end!