Bastard Of Chaos

Once having seen a light
And never coming back
To the cave of the blinded puppets
Like learning new words
When I carve them into the stone
With my own hands, day by day
Never ever forget, forever remember
Like the sentence written in blood
Like the scream from the depth of my soul
Forever it will remain in my heart
Looking at the conformist
Without a face
I laugh
The life without values
Is the life of a pawn
When consumption leads the way
The path is the shortest one
Accepting the patterns you will be rewarded
Rotten corpse, tomb not the palace
Disgusting caricature of our world
Once described as an Eden
There are no winners, only fools
Closer to the hell, further from salvation
I remain on the path to my own heaven
Where your glory is dishonor
I laugh
My love is getting stronger
My spirit becomes everlasting
I am the child of eternity
Not the bastard of chaos
Called Judas