I am the part of the machine
That created the God.
You are the part of the engine
That admires the fraud.

Ages have passed
and nothing is left.
time is only regrets
about something that gone in the past.

windows are shut,
Light have been blassed,
But damned by the slut,
That your body possessed.

fury took over the soul,
master is dieing on knees,
eyes are watching the fall,
witch is caused by mortal grace.