| Arising wrath in a penurious existence | |
| Hunting a being of my own | |
| Treading on disconsolate faces | |
| Desperately climbing for the throne | |
| Denying the gift of humanity | |
| Like a stillborn walking the earth | |
| I'm reaching nirvana of insanity | |
| Praising indolence, banning birth | |
| Craving for distressing acts | |
| My impulse for violent art | |
| Forces me to inevitable impacts | |
| Is tearing your destiny apart | |
| A brutal reality destroying all life | |
| This terror will always reign | |
| Constantly frustrating society, in my world | |
| I'm the master brain | |
| Join my morbid parade - | |
| A horrid masquerade | |
| My dark blood is screaming from the past, the spirits of a lost generation | |
| The howling voices will always last, will lead me to my own devastation | |
| If I had chosen the other path, | |
| If I had to make myself clear | |
| Join my morbid parade - | |
| [1st lead: Ideberg 2nd lead: Malmstrom] | A horrid masquerade |
| Arising wrath in a penurious existence, hunting a being of my own | |
| Treading on disconsolate faces, desperately climbing for the throne, | |
| Denying the gift of humanity | |
| Like a stillborn walking the earth, | |
| I'm reaching nirvana of insanity, praising indolence, banning birth |