Bastard, I know you well
You are, what I create
Born by an evil spell
Forgotten pain, rising in me
Galleries of untamed lust
Blinded by my blackened mind
No one, I could trust
I feel nothing, except hatred
Nightmares almost every day
I lost control of my soul
Trying to forget my lie
I invite him, helpless, insane


I remind my past and see
The dying face killed by myself
The people I murdered appear
In my dreams and fantasies
Visions from an inexact time
Showing the revenge of my mysterious shape
Madness surround my thoughts every day
The resurrection of my avenger has begun


Chorus:
Der Tod ist kein furchtbares Geheimnis. Er ist dir und mir wohlbekannt. Er birgt keine unergründlichen Geheimnisse, die den Schlaf eines guten Menschen stören könnten. Wende dein Antlitz nicht von ihm ab. Fürchte ihn nicht, denn er ist nicht dein Herr, auch wenn er immer schneller dir entgegeneilt. Nicht dein Herr, sondern ein Diener deines Schöpfers, der den Tod genauso erschaffen hat wie dich - und Er, dein Gott, ist das einzige Geheimnis.


Lying in my bed I hear a noise
After that a terrifying voice
Realising pain right in my heart
Darkness all around me, see his threatening, red eyes
Fresh blood runs over my shivering skin
I seize the knife with power from my heart
I try to reach him but how can that be
Nothing’s there but I hold the real knife in my hand
Bastard, oh my God, you are so real
Your energy and power I can feel
Agony and pain you mean to me
Your hate is like my hate, you are always like me


I slowly recover my consciousness
And the knife, it is the blade I used
I murdered him with this weapon years ago
Threatening red eyes, he is real again
Creators dark servant is coming nearer
His glittering eyes catch my soul
His burning hand embraces my heart
He’s taking me to hell, I get what I deserve