[music: Tuomas Saukkonen, words: Tuomas Saukkonen/Panu Willman]      this place like hell where you belong   nation of leeches, kingdom made of thorns   civil war inside your head is starting to breed   and reform it's own identity      here you have no name so death can't find you, define you   and hope to be resurrected back to life is gone forever      and the black wearing out your soul   is the black haunting you in echoes      the gaze like death what you behold   greyscale reflection, perfection so cold   flawless shell of man is starting to break   and leave the inside for demons to take      here you have no name so death can't find you, define you   and hope to be resurrected back to life is gone forever      And the black wearing out your soul   is the black haunting you in echoes