When I Was a child, my speech, feelings and thinking were all those of a child
Now that I'm man, I have no more use for childish ways
And now I can say these things without help in my own voice...

Can you see your own face?
Yes, real, true yourself in the mirror is just false
Bilateral symmetry could be made in your memory
The existing reality is no more than fantasy.

Don't you even know who you are?
Don't you even know where you're from?

Can't you hear you calling yourself
From the shell of lead-gray
The voice you've never heard, however it's just you.

Don't you even know what's your name?
Don't you even know why you live?

Ghost in the shell, lost in hell
To take your soul back beyond the deleted past
Ghost in the shell, lost in hell
We live as human, yes, warm blood we can feel.

This world is like a masquerade
Crazy dancing in slow death
Rape your minds of innocence
All of bodies are artificial,
All of souls are over-written
Ghost-hacked humans, you...
What are you longing for?

Every moment I feel your love
You ought to know...
Every night you whisper in dream
But you left me alone
Except my memories

As the empty room is scented with you.
I would believe in you
It must not be a dream
Still wrecked mind

Everything reminds me of you.
Even if you should be fake
What would it matter for me?
Waiting for you turn me on

Burning the embers of reverie of you.
Have I been hacked my ghost?
Was that the simulated past?
Even so you're the one
I can feel the embers of reverie
I can see...
I can hear...
I can touch...
I can't stand anymore...

When you look into the abyss
The abyss looks back into your soul
Every fear hides truth
Until the rest of life turns to dust.

I'm the abyss...
I'm all that remains breathing out slow death
I'm always looking at you from a crack of the matrix.

Dance in the source
Just like a puppet show
Descending your body shell
Into a light in black
Enter my dreamland...

Welcome to this decadent world
Waste your life, live a lie
Intercourse, copulate with,
Breed like rats, eat yourself...
I'm the architect of this world.

Once upon a time, there was a little girl,
Who hadn't seen her mother in seven years.
Her mother had dressed her in iron clothes, saying...
"When you wear out these clothes, you may come to me"
The little girl rubbed her clothes on the wall trying to tear them.
Finally she did. She got some milk and bread...
And a little cheese and butter...
And set out for her mother's house.

In the woods she met a wolf.
He asked her what she was carrying.
"Milk and bread, and a little cheese and butter" she answered.
The wolf asked for some...
But the girl said no, it was a present for her mother.
The wolf asked whether she would take the path
Of pins or the path of needles...
The girl said the path of pins... so the wolf hurried off
Down the path of needles...
And ate up the little girl's mother.

Finally, the little girl reached her mother's house.
"Mother, unbar the door!"
"Just push on it, it's not locked"... the wolf answered.
But the door still wouldn't open,
So that she crept in through a hole.
"Mother, I'm hungry"
"There's meat in the cupboard, eat some"
It was the flesh of her mother, killed by the wolf...

Red eyes searching for your flesh and blood
Iron claws for tearing up white skin
Bloody fangs are ready for your first taste
I'm the wolf incarnated as man.

Dead or alive?
You can't choose anything.
Anguish and fear
Waiting for you're coming in hell.

The sinful nectar dripping from your nasty lips
Aroused my hidden nature in the beast as man
With screaming in the pleasure of sweet pain
You're fated to conceive my child, you bitch!

Dead or alive?
You can't choose anything.
The way to survive
You must inherit my fate.

I'm not man disguised as dog...
I'm wolf disguised as man...
Society created me
And finally denied the existence.
But remember, the hunter only kills the wolf...
It's in the fairy-tale world...

Dead or alive?
You can't choose anything.
I dare to die
To survive in the legend of terror

Relieve your thirst
Stave off your hunger
What satisfy your desire is the very thing
Yes, it's mother's flesh and blood.

My sword licks its lips up your body
You will taste of my sword of lusts
Ready to do it
No time to pray
No way to escape
No one to help you...

Any happy childhood memories
Any touch of soft and warm mother's hands
You have these memories no longer
She is gonna be your flesh and blood.

"Mother' I'm thirsty"
"Drink some wine from the jar"
"That's your mother's blood you're drinking"
"Mother, a little bird in the chimney says I'm drinking your blood"
"Throw your cloak at it"
Having eaten the meat and drunk the blood,
The little girl turned to her mother and said
"I don't know why, but I'm very sleepy..."

"Come over here and rest"
The girl undressed and approached the bed...
Where her mother lay in a strange position...
With a hood pulled over her face.
"Mother, what big ears you have"
"Mother, what big eyes you have"
"Mother, what big claws you have"
"Mother, what big teeth you have"

Spouting warm blood I've been looking for
Your fresh heart still beating in my hand
I suck your juicy brain from the skull
Your eyeballs stare into space at nothing.

Ready for death
No time to pray
No way to escape
No one to help you...
Heaven loves hell

Hell needs heaven
A fallen angel once has borne wolf a son
That is me, a child of mixed blood.

You only curse my fate, innate evil
Defile your purity with my original sin.

I can suck the cock of your god
I can fuck your sacred god...

And then the wolf
Ate up little red riding hood...

"Where do we go now?"
"A dark forest."
"What's beyond the dark forest?"
"A house where someone waits."
"Who's waiting?
Mother?
Grandma?
Or maybe..."