born from illusions, bread by dreams 
no one can follow us. 
we were gone before we came, alone, eternal 
dark and damned 

don't ever try to understand 
no consolation 
and when we reach what we came for 
it won't be a victory, 

it's just the beginning of another end 

the mechanism masochism 
you have given back hell to me 
and I will keep it now and forever 
my mechanism masochism 

as long as you sit calm and small 
you'll never feel the chains 
and then we'll create ourselves a god 
without whom we cannot live. 
at night like a big black beast 
with scars and blood dark floods 

there's the beginning of another end 

the mechanism masochism 
you have given hell back to me 
and I will keep it now and forever 
my mechanism masochism