Kalt' Ritt In Leicht Faltiger Leere

I have died many times already
But death was only temporary
Just like my moment
That is not spoiled, weathered, faded

Now I drag the still black
Chain in the darkness of my self
It only speaks rarely now, consumes the answer

He spoke to me
It was the breath of evil
He has fed on me
That was the pact I made

The evil toy drives out of us
The pain in the gentle fire of domination
The still dark sun fades
Seduced by the innocence of joys

I forge myself foolishly
For I pretend to the cry of banishment
When the riders fade
In the singularity of the extorted weight

Just know, if you now serve
The beauty of your liberating death
Demand for Wolfram
That leads you into the void of your decay

He caressed me
It was the expression of pleasure
He said rot today, oh
You my ruler