The  Birth  Of  Tragedy  -  destroyer  666

  Dishonour  plays  a  tune  of  pleasure

  pleasure  and  takes  it's  toll...

    Dishonour  plays  a  tune  of  pleasure

    and  pleasure  takes  it's  toll...

    Into  the  grave

    search  We  for  shining  Palaces

    Then  build  them  on  shifting  sands

    We  bow  down  before  our  Nemesis

    and  cry  tears  to  the  frailty  of  man

    And  though  it  seems  a  great  two  edged  sword

    And  confusion  lies  behind  our  words

    The  gleam  of  the  blade  beckons  us  still

    Calling  us  on  in  search  of  the  Grail