Enter now my palace of sacrificial guilt
  On the axis of the killing fields of Judas
  Into the void of juxtapositioned emptiness
  My kingdoms are for the few
  As in beauty are for the few
  I know the future the past has evaporated
  Exhibit the beast of pale complexion
  The war of a millennia has passed away
  Colder is the sun that fades in the distant
  Brighter the bloodsword running red
  Inside your mind there is a battleship
  The snugness penetrate your being
  As if your whole life is being erased
  By intoxication of some stranger's eye
  For i am the way
  Your painful exclusion
  From past morals
  Your future's contractual designer