(For all the ones who seek their dawn   My wrath I breed, My wrath I spawn   Behind a crooked cross they hide   Forever I Shall be their bride)      Amidst this fog my body twitches with the wolves growl   A snuff utopia for the soul   Wake up! emerging from this cruel poetry   The real nightmare is the prison called reality      I have seen to much waste of lives being thrown into the fire   No way I'm gonna set you free      You come to me with a piece of your shadow pretending to see   Sown in my flesh the seed of your hatreds infecting me   Dark embrace, cold embrace, sweet embrace unfolding   Seeking for the end not written in your destiny   This is not the cure and now I spill I spill on your deception      Back to old "Hill Life Sanitarium" I go   My home - my life - the only place I know   No mirror holding the reflection of the emotions I feel   And puppets hanging from the walls I see      I have seen to much waste of lives being thrown into the fire   No way I'm gonna set you free      You come to me with a piece of your shadow pretending to see   Sown in my flesh the seed of your hatreds infecting me   Dark embrace, cold embrace, sweet embrace unfolding   Seeking for the end not written in your destiny   This is not the cure and now I spill I spill on your infection      I spill on your Deception   I spill on your infection   Sown in my fresh the seed of your hatreds infecting me      I have seen to much waste of lives being thrown into the fire   No way I'm gonna set you free      You come to me with a piece of your shadow pretending to see   Sown in my flesh the seed of your hatreds infecting me   Dark embrace, cold embrace, sweet embrace unfolding   Seeking for the end not written in your destiny   This is not the cure and now I spill I spill on your infection