Ihsahn Recollection
The play for years of speed
Killers, romantic dreams
Oh misanthrophy
The play memories
Killers, romantic dreams
Oh the misanthrophe
Deep down the shame
Knowing day will only lie
Fabricated lullaby
But now it seems that all the shame
And secrecy was (...) waste
Let (...)
(...) just a premonition
That those lies are the truth
Deep down the shame
Knowing day will only lie