He had no eyes   He saw much more than us   Fire in his hands   Stigmata of the Universe      He came to reign   Over our dying world   Nobody knew him   And he knew everyone by name      There in his book   So many dates,so many fates   There in his Book of Death   Your final scream and my last breath   Mysterious signs   Symbols and scribbles everywhere   On every yellowed page   All in his Book of Death      He said no word   Yet we have to obey   His silent orders   We understood them very well      Inside the ring   Of cosmis energies   He shaped black matter   Using the strongest gravity      There in his Book   So many dates,so many fates   There in his Book of Death   Your final scream and my last breath   Mysterious signs   Symbols and scribbles everywhere   On every yellowed page   All in his book of Death      Stigmata of the Universe...   Cos he knew everyone by name...   We understood them very well...   Feeling the strongest gravity...