Tekstovi: Crematory. In My Hands.

In my hands, holding the dust of time
In my hands, giving the night shadows
In my hands, seeing days gone by
In my hands, you'll sleep 1000 years

My life is your life, the anguish fading
My thought are your thoughts, sign of evil
My soul in your soul, judgment day
My hands in your hands, I bring you life

My pain is your pain, the forgotten
The last breath is taken
The last breath is taken

In my hands, in my hands, in my hands
In my hands, in my hands, in my hands

In my hands I see the torment and the corpses
Follow the stream of the burning fire deep in your soul
Deep in your soul

Your death is my demise, the astral body weakens
Your brain in my brain, waiting for new life
Don't you call me Jesus Christ, Christ
Don't you call me Jesus Christ

In my hands, in my hands, in my hands
In my hands, in my hands, in my hands