My heart a womb of filth and fear, I am beyond, beyond repair. The black hole and moons collide. I summon fire from the sky. God is resting his eyes; hidden from sight. I'm hurt. Whilst the flesh and blood; rotting, devoured (ripped apart). I'm hurt. The black hole and moons collide, We summon fire from the sky. My skull turns into ash, My heart pulls to death.