Through the folds of time I forge the way. Messiah to my own and sent to slay. I am pure embodied rage. Made of a million souls that dearly paid. . The icy pulse that's pumping' through my veins.
A desperate situation. Forced to retaliation. The task ahead a burden. Men will suffer, that's for certain. We'll charging to the fire. The cause, we must inspire.
Isn't it great to see how life begins. Things may change, let the joy begin. Can you hear this new life crying. Breathe it out, it will be worth it. Show me your newborn smile.
Amuse me, sweet son of love, sweet son of death. Adore me and keep in every word I've said. Time is a bitter foe, a bitter foe until the end. And grace is like you my friend, my handsome one, my handsome one.