This is the black shadow The zealots line up in a row The darkness becomes a hollow It acts as if I was the voice Crazy fanatics of the eye crowd to the voice Like a sheep’s throat that is scattered, you cry with an ugly voice The voice to lick the black dew falling from a heart that can’t be healed My brain was insulted by them This is the mortal shadow Ask the scriptures for someone invisible Crazy fanatics of the eye crowd to the voice Like a sheep’s throat that is scattered, you cry with an ugly voice The voice to lick the black dew falling from a heart that can’t be healed My brain was insulted by them This is the mortal shadow With congested eyes, they pray to Idols With congested eyes, keep in the dark I got a connection with another world The voice to lick the black dew falling from a heart that can’t be healed My brain was insulted by them This is the mortal shadow They would never take off this collar by themselves I refuse This is the Suicidal Temple