I am what I am, but who am I?
Can't remember, brain tormented
Isolated, lost in my senses
Desecrated–aching, my spirit
Never, ever no–forever, this endless war
And yet, I bet, no regret, I could handle more

"Destroy it all..."

That call... So defined, so specific; carved on my mind, hieroglyphics
Ahhh... I get it. It's proof of the truth, the one darkest pact
No excuse to ensue, better chew–on that; the chronic track inflicting naked fact

It is what it is, but where are we?
World in my hand, palm of the damned
Chaos unleashed, the fall of man
Fallen belief–deceased, demon's command
Infernal, inferno, infamous malevolence
So evil, medieval, meticulous irreverence

"Destroy it all..."

You crawl with no vision; soul burned, cruel ambition imprisoned
But I'm proud to present my ascent, your torment: the dark prince
Ruler and ruled, king of delusion; mock me mortal? Final conclusion

Let me feel the power that could rip me to shreds
Can't last one more hour, how soon will I meet my end?
I can't return to those days that I've forgotten
But the memories fade, leaving me thinking...

How many times will my world revolve, future resolved, lost child in eternity, darkness evolved?

Doesn't matter much, deception: fated, anxiety: clutch
Clutch more souls–A few thousands to live, a few million's enough
'Nough. To become, to succumb, to crumble, to plunge, to feel the hatred
To grow numb

"Destroy it all..."