(What's your pleasure, sir?)

(Tear your soul apart)

Everything

Suffering

Suffering

Everything is suffering

I am a temple

I am desecration

I am a temple

Conceived through destruction

I am the wretch among your pure

I am the symptom for which there's no cure

I am the blessed and I am the sick

I am the blessed son of a bitch

Everything

Suffering

Suffering

Everything is suffering

I am an image

I'm burning in flame

I am a bastard

A breed of shame

I am the broken among your hope

I am thе lost among your souls

I am the blessed and I am thе sick

I am the blessed son of a bitch

Everything

Suffering

Suffering

Everything is suffering

Everything

Suffering

Suffering

Everything is suffering

I am a temple

I am the temple

I am a temple

I am desecration

I am a temple

Conceived through destruction

I am the wretch among your pure

I am the symptom for which there's no cure

I am the blessed and I am the sick

I am the blessed son of a bitch

Everything

Suffering

Suffering

Everything is suffering