you built me up with
your wishing hell

I didn't have to sell you

you threw your money
in the pissing well

you do just what they
tell you

REPENT, that's what I'm
talking about

I shed the skin to feed
the fake

REPENT, that's what I'm
talking about

whose mistake am I
anyway?

Cut the head off

Grows back hard

I am the hydra

now you'll see your
star

prick your finger it is
done

the moon has now
eclipsed the sun

the angel has spread
its wings

the time has come for
bitter things (chorus)

the time has come it is
quite clear

our antichrist

is almost here...

it is done