Strange Beauty of Fright

It creeps in our dreams

The flowers of lotus with wolfteeth

Amazing sceneries with dead

Breathtaking beauty of death

Strange beauty of fright

Amazing feeling of fear

Which we love with abandon

Fantastic pictures of life

Turned into cruel pain

Strange beauty of fright

We cannot fight it

We are overcome with the feeling of sorrow

We are crying upon the dead beast

Anyhow we love the

Strange beauty of fright

DAEMON: ...The human was frightened. The tables had turned against him. He didn't have any idea, that We stood behind everything. He did not realize we had become his enemies. He called us, but in vain. We kept ourselves silent.