Captured in my own hell
In the morning winter dawns
I Love the pain that exhales
Unbearable every time

My soul is devastated
Ab! Loneliness!
Soreasonable and insensitive
Raises now in the quictness of despair

Come, warlocks of pain and pleasure
And make me rave in agony
Thy dreadful vision
Ah! Sufering, sweet suffering

You've always been there
And only the desire could bring you to me
Here it is, I open thy dimension
Thy presence is now inevitable

Angels for some, demons for others
Thy terrifying beauty is unique
Thy power is invincible
No more agreements or bargain habilities
Now we're only one on the pain limits