Текст песни The Black Dahlia - Vices Abyss

The taste of steel
Will remain on the lips
By the icy ashes
The gray of the sky
The key to all mysteries' resolve
Is in the arms of Wise
Ask, if your primal fear
Is sleeping
It's time to close your eyes and count
Stay calm and try to recognize yourself
One - and the light will off
Two - the answer's in front of you
Three - my dead look's
Right behind your back
The rotten seed
Spawns the sproots
Coldblooded plan
Of our leading arm
Crucial moment where everything solves
Will be demon awaken or will he sleep
It's time to close your eyes and count
You are calm but don't recognize yourself
One - and the light is off
Two - and no answers
Three - my dead look
I'm in front of you
I stand in front of you