C.L.E.


In the tomb of the dead,
You awake from your sleep.
In the world of the quick, You crawl and you creep.
In the hall of the silent, You whisper and speak.
In the temple of the strong, You're puny, so weak.


Vengeance is mine;
For I am man.
Brought about my own destruction;
Caused by my own hand.
But you will suffer;
Cause ya bought into it.
Falling downward in a spiral.
To a bottomless pit.


You insist on defying me,
You don't know the simplicity.
With which I'll destroy them.
Keep testing and so it will be.


Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust.


Vanity is the devil's faorite sin.
I got 5 to 1 odds that the devil's ganna win.
Nobody loves you.
As much as you do.
Your vanity is your death.
Cause to thy ownself thou aren't true.


In the shadow realm,
You invented light.
In the cave of the blind,
You created sight.
In the valley of peace,
You picked a fight.
In the land of the sun,
You worked for the night.


You insist on defying me,
You don't know the simplicity.
With which I'll destroy them.
Keep testing and so it will be.


Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust.


Man destroyed god,
Soon after god created man.
All it took was one bite,
For us all to be damned.
Man killing man;
That's true Armageddon.
We killed ourselves;
Before we even started living.



Lyrics by ANT
Music by Ilia