| In a certain life before you | |
| There was a quest | |
| A primitive art solution | |
| Into your death | |
| This is the split of soul | |
| You can't protect it | |
| Forgotten kind of art is now selected | |
| Is this the answer to a glory life that you've chosen | |
| What is the point to await a world deep frozen | |
| Now come to see the world in black is this unreal? | |
| Burn down you can't imagine | |
| A lost part into the engine | |
| Body count | |
| Body count | |
| Cursed in your frustration | |
| Forgotten destination | |
| A liquid mind is lost | |
| Swallowed to rot | |
| Body count | |
| Body count | |
| Hate is running through the brain | |
| Simply possessed | |
| Eternal life erosion | |
| That you compress | |
| Animated life-control | |
| Deformed impulse | |
| Provocated genocide | |
| Incubated skulls | |
| Is this the answer to a glory life that you've chosen | |
| What is the point to await a world deep frozen | |
| Now come to see the world in black is this unreal? | |
| Burn down you can't imagine | |
| A lost part into the engine | |
| Body count | |
| Body count |