Death Crowns All

Thy star so low, Thy star so high

I am the first to know those paths

Among thousands different sounds

Fragile heart I do recognize

Hear the mumble of the saints

Tortured they're bleeding in agony

The mind and flesh to celebrate

Is ready now, we are not dead

Behold within, and not above

Our royal rights, Our royal blood

Feeble tired trembling earth

New theology must be written

Summon them all to wake

Summon them all to death

These words unspoken

And vision out of sight

My star is here

In bondage with the Beast

Mighty shadow wherein I'll kill your fear

It is not easy to be like me...