Humiliated in human form
We have to die to be reborn
Awaiting the final judgement
The dawn now lifts

The subject of flesh
Slaves of lust
The cross has failed
You won't see the coming fall

A diviner's fire and soil
Flames, like flowers, like blood
Fires of freedom, flowers of doom
A surface of hateful hope

Oh, subjects of pain
Oh, lovers of death
You will feel
The yearning flames

Flames like tongues
Like cries
Pant for kisses
For bites
Seven steps
And we are one
Humiliated
In human thoughts

Ooh, hey

The frost, it bites
Your inner heart
Frozen the flame
In every eye
(Eye)
The lord will come
Broken ice
The fire will burn
(Burn)
Gleaming ways

We'll never be reborn
Prenatal deaths redeemed
We demand our hearts
The lord and we are one

Oh, subjects of pain
Oh, lovers of death
You will feel
The yearning flames