I must embrace visual hell   To satisfy us   Rape the whores in blasphemy   I am man while I feast upon your flesh      Glance in my eyes   And see the eternal shadows dancing   Playing in the desert of my life   Burning -   And my soul is descending...      Leader of all - face the apocalyps   You fools deep under the black rain   And nothing remains      Flowers to step on, flowers to burn      Am I ready for the god below   Red flesh to penetrate my skin   To send my soul away   To the grave I work   Until I'm feeling weak...      But there's fire   In my heart, in my eyes   In his body, in his eyes   And in his lonely kingdom