1. THE TRIUMPH OF METAL

The voice of ancient stones echoes
In the burning flame of the present,
Thousands of stars are dancing in the crucible,
They are born and die in a second

I left my skin of sorrow
To the sea of salt,
Truth strikes below
And reigns from above

Now feel the fight
The heart thrives
The one true self
From the sky descends
Pierce yourself
With the light,
You are the grail,
The triumph of metal

Obey your ideal of Great Love
Choose the struggle over stagnant rest
Be the soldier, the soldier of your desires
Be the lover despising his own dead

Take the staff of wisdom,
Wear the heavy crown,
The loneliness is profound
But you'll light up many a dawn

Now feel the fight
The heart thrives
The one true self
From the sky descends
Pierce yourself
With the light,
You are the grail,
The triumph of metal

To the chalice of countless horrors,
You will not close your senses,
Man is a bridge to be crossed over,
Become the one giving roses