eternally drifting between dreams, the world that i see is not true, i shall remain were my mind finds release, in a world full of darkness and splendour. There i will lay my head on the pillow of death were my dreams shall unite with the old gods, i shall water my gardens with the blood of mankind and watch my flowers of flesh as they rise. come and see the end of all life ohh how sweet is to dream of destruction and blood. come and see the world that i dwell were no life has hope or joy. come and see the pain in the eyes of the damned as they fill the whip on their backs. i am the kreator i am the destroyer i am divine i am nothing and i am all.