Divine Step (Conspectu Mortis)

This is the last hit

Your heart will beat

Into this world...

This is the first step

Your soul will take

Up to the sky...

No time to pray ’cos you

Can’t stay where words

Like that would count...

Face the moment

That you feared and

Glide outside your brain...

Golden wings

Drawn in blood

What is sin?

And who is God?

This time it’s real

And not a game

Now cross the edge of time...

The circle’s closed

So enter now

The land of unborn life...

Golden wings

Drawn in blood

What is sin?

And who is God?

You will find out

If your heaven is colored black

And you will find out

If your suffering will find an end