Pandemonium

They are coming, hold the door
Even if they crush your heads, won’t take too long
Because the opposite will always be wrong
While The White keeps festering, dirty of blood

If you are the dove, I'm the crow
If you mean salvation, I call this law
Because when you’re cheating, I bring the truth
While Your Grace is blinding, I give the cure

Who’s correct behind the mask?

I was born with the mark of Amon
I belong to the caste of Daemon

Come to the left
With no regrets
Come to the left
With no regrets

He is calling, open the door
Even if he scares you, won’t take too long
Because all boldness must have some wisdom
Only who carries this Art in veins is bound to know

Inside my head I hear the voice of The Lord
Outside my body I follow him till the dawn
Cause everytime that light approached me
Shadows reflected my soul as it should be

Who’ll be the guest to wear a mask?

I had an insight that
Led me to Méndes
The Verb of Fire

Come to the left
With no regrets

I was born with the mark of Amon
I belong to the caste of Daemon

I had an insight that
Led me to Méndes
The Verb of Fire
The Secret Legend

I was born with the mark of Amon
I belong to the caste of Daemon