Power of Fear cannot lie
It kills all dreams
About sleep between your thighs
Power of Fear closes flames
In glassed coffins
Borned from the Chaos of my suffering
I'm droping in the abbys of the past
Dusty carpet of compasion
Burning torches of stars are giving me sign
For my soul bathed in blood of destiny
Power of Fear sprinkles dust
I immerse myself in the wet bosom of time
And I walk towards the extasy of dead liars
I fill my heart with pride
Thrills are sharping hands bathed in blood
Power of Fear cannot lie
It kills all dreams
About sleep between your thighs
Power of Fear closes flames
In glassed coffins
Borned from the Chaos of my suffering
