Deliver your madness descent the grace Suffer the darkness with joyful hate All devotion a fusion of madness Twist, Nail, Torture No pain or sign of sorrow No age or narrow d**h No ending or coming evil Deliver your madness descent the grace, Suffer the darkness with joyful hate All devotion a fusion of madness Twist, Nail, Torture [Epilogue:] my thoughts rest in silence my self fall into emptiness into delirium's nights It goes where midnight frosts my eyes