Upon the dark throne of agony
The beast of me hangs humanity
Fed with grief evoken
By the fallen spirit of mine

The millions shades of grey
Rain like blood from my hair
Sodomizing them woth my fingers
I feel like a dark lord in his throne room...

Propose a toast, adversary
Drown my sorrows in debauchery
I hate you and you're looking down on me
Oh my pitiful Life, my hatred and my creed

[Chorus:]
Run with me through the cave of Socrates
With fading words of failure
Carved upon our graves