Tree Of Suffocating Souls (Triptykon)

Speak to me, my master Speak to me, come save me Redeemer, revive me This black void, through my heart I can't see your dark sky Almighty, above me By grace, save me Believe in me, I am your lie I am deceit disguised I am your lie Speak to me My master Speak to me Rise to me from the dead Appear from this earth This your world, this your hell Forgive my feeble lies I shall die As masses submit to embrace And the maker reveals his one face As the plague of humanity arrives I drown in this blood contrived Creator of suffering divine Of baseness surmounting these minds Of reflection and reason impaired As grief trails endless despair