This is the archetype that pre-exists the man 
Evil is an inner voice that transcends the life's principle 
It is shameful and sharp, but secretly desired 
Don't resist the charm of evil, let fire burn bright, 
obscure and contradictory form of bliss and lust 
It lives in our heart, but awfully beyond us. 
Death is certain but its time is a mystery forever unknown 
Every drop of my tears is eternal, death is eternal, 
it's the evidence of everything's end and [bad word] 
Suffering is pain, don't mistake it for ache 
Ache is consciousness, everlasting expiation. 
You can't defend yourself from the void nothing 
Lunacy is a false cure to mask emptiness 
Existence is tragic 'cause we begin to see the dawn only when darkness falls 
We have been called to live in the name of archaic myths 
To refuse them is like to fly with no fear to sink 
Into the eternal and primordial sleep 
To sink into the earth's secret heart - We have been given a mask to lay upon our face 
to throw off it is like to feast with no fear to drink at the sacred source, to eat forbidden [bad word]  to learn the mysteries of fire, of water, of human souls, of our destiny 
The throb is dying out in a vibrating echo 
Cosmic memories protect us from the chaos 
Choices cannot be erased, neither by mind.