[Verse 1 - Chester P]

I'm hearing demons calls to help me Lord

And pass a knife to help me slice

The skies to make a portal to the afterlife

Is this insanity?

Or simply just a normal sight

'Cus everywhere I look

I'm seeing creatures of eternal nights

I'm seeing double headed horsemen on a headless horse

And ghostly apparitions of an army of some wounded dwarfs

My minds embedded in a shredded fit of dreaded sleep

Beheaded trеads the shepherd walking homе with sacrificial sheep

I saw humanity tie Jesus up in Satan's chair

Restraining him with rumours

And some sacred strands of angels hair

My souls been screaming

From the darkest depths of blood and flame

And hiding from a thousand Gods that answer to a dozen names

I'm seeing Devil's wearing Prada labeled funeral wreaths

Rising from the Earth and chained in shackles made of humans teeth

The sunless lullabies of evil put the moon to sleep

The sky became its tomb and all the baby clouds begin to weep

[Hook]

And this is not how it's meant to be

A minute's a millennia, a second's like a century

Limping through the ages 'til I reach the grave eventually

I told you I would reappear but none of you remember me!

And this is not how it's meant to be

A minute's a millennia, a second's like a century

Limping through the ages 'til I reach the grave eventually

I told you I would reappear but none of you remember me!

[Verse 2 - Farma G]

I hear the gallop of a horseman over broken bones

And voices in the dialing tone of phones I do not even own

I search the graveyard for the resting place of fallen angels

Banished from a place of holiness that the Gods had gave you

And now the army of the dead appear

For human kind that sinned too many times for the Gods to care

So grab your fucking crucifix and start your prayers

As choir boys are nailed to the statue of the Holy Mary, pray

I hear the howling from the hounds of Hell

Visions of a sacrificial virgin at the strike of twelve

This fucking pentagram implanted in my dental plan

Has got me growing fangs that have a thirst for any Twilight fans

I'll have you dragged into a nightmare where

The Dark Lord reigns for the next two thousand years

The sunless lullaby of evil puts the moon to sleep

The sky becomes its tomb and all the baby clouds begin to weep

[Hook]

And this is not how it's meant to be

A minute's a millennia, a second's like a century

Limping through the ages 'til I reach the grave eventually

I told you I would reappear but none of you remember me!

And this is not how it's meant to be

A minute's a millennia, a second's like a century

Limping through the ages 'til I reach the grave eventually

I told you I would reappear but none of you remember me!