Painful desire
The lights go out tonight
I will wait
Until the morning comes
You are my target
No mercy and no tears
Everything around
Becomes so meaningless
Don't be afraid of
The lights and all the creatures
You will be a part of them
Faster as you can see
It's not important
If you're innocent or not
I'm on my mission
For the serenade of death
I choose my target
To end my tour de force
I'm the creator of
The serenade of death
I need the stillness
To end my symphony
I'm the composer of
The serenade of death
I'm closer to heaven
So much closer to God
I'm doing his work
Create an artwork for myself
Only a short time
You are my axis of life
Close your eyes
And hear black angels sing