Gasman

Where is the shadow, that calls me into darkness?
Where are the troops, that hail the one eyed god?
Where is the voice, that whispers us the paradise?
Where are our bodies, left to rot?

An emperor between the lights
(It's a sting for her) of pregnant frights
If they get birth and rise again
Will be the fourth realm and then outside

Gasman coming, lord of death
Kiss the children in their last breath
Love the women hard and cold
Gasman you are called
Gasman
Gasman
Gasman
Gasman
Gasman to the realms

March on towards a gory past
For our future that has nothing left
Call the gasmen with draping fumes
Remains just dead, a stinking dune

Gasman coming, lord of death
Kiss the children in their last breath
Love the women hard and cold
Gasman you are called
Gasman
Gasman
Gasman
Gasman
Gasman to the realms