Mysterium tremendum Ages at the end of the night An emperor is rising... And by carnage he conquers the world In order to receive the blessing... Through whispers he heals the scars deep in their minds Still listening and crawling for desire... From a dreaming god, almighty in search of beauty The last breath on his face was not ment to be an obsession... And by carnage he conquers the world In order to... Receive... The blessing...