Hold a bloodied knife   To the throat of love   Embrace this waste   With white love - Incite!   Our pyres burning   And our tongues filled with lies   To speak the truth   Dead of all belief?   No! Seek and fear   The final tear      Europa: The gates of Heaven   Europa: The gates of Hell      Your only hope   A life charmed black   An empty grin   For we cannot turn back   A seeking silence   And a creeping lust   The pork-men crackle   As they turn to dust      Europa: The gates of Heaven   Europa: The gates of Hell      No gnawing teeth   Are to be found here   So laugh and hide   From white love   And white fear...      We are the lust   The comes from nothing