Rotting Christ Aeternatus

After one of my thousand lies, you shall all die Three thousand years Waiting to be born In my mother's womb Searching for a soul Silence, a gift of speech Blindness, eternal vision Time a trusted friend God, my son to be born My eyes have seen / spectacular darkness My ears have heard / incredible silence My mind has thought / remarkable nothingness My truth lies in nothingness... nothingness Trust me, I shall stab you in your back See me, I have died in the past Hear me, I scream my silent thoughts I am the liar After six thousand years I shall be born In my mother's womb searching for a soul Silence a gift of speech blindness eternal vision Time a trusted friend God my son to be born Three thousand years Waiting to be born In my mother's womb Searching for a soul Silence, a gift of speech Blindness, eternal vision Time a trusted friend God, my son to be born Trust me, I shall stab you in your back See me, I have died in the past Hear me, I scream my silent thoughts I am the liar