Painful desire The lights go out tonight I will wait Until the morning comes You are my target No mercy and no tears Everything around Becomes so meaningless Don't be afraid of The lights and all the creatures You will be a part of them Faster as you can see It's not important If you're innocent or not I'm on my mission For the serenade of death I choose my target To end my tour de force I'm the creator of The serenade of death I need the stillness To end my symphony I'm the composer of The serenade of death I'm closer to heaven So much closer to God I'm doing his work Create an artwork for myself Only a short time You are my axis of life Close your eyes And hear black angels sing