The Thousand Sins

When you're the only part of the universe
Diabolical dreams of the storm of the worlds become real
The one to turn us into dust is approaching

Behind him the legions, marching before you
You absorb their hate, rising above them
The river is welling up ... now and forever

Master of the thousand eyes
Descending when the twilight's near
The black sun will not rise until the time of his redemption

Self-destructive emotions emanate from every particle
Pulsating with life, fed by creation
Who will dare to opose this power?
Who will not open his body for the new aeon?
Aeon of the new apocalypse ... with the body of the thousand sins!


Once the sign cut on the flesh becomes our extasy
It will flow as an erection towards the horizon