(Remembered as comets, not as dead rocks, a fire that scorches the sky)

How could they know (that) I'm back from the dead - they are the killing kind
I've been led from the start by that man in my head, behind my eyes and my mind
I've been put in the ground, six feet below
Stabbed, cut, strangled and skinned
I've been burned to the bones
Scattered in ashes, given to sea and to wind

Finis coronat opus - in nomine et ad honorem tenebrae

You decide how you meet the end of the course
Kings also rule the day that they die
Remembered as comets, not as dead rocks, a fire that scorches the sky

Is there something that we will leave behind? I don't know… I don't know why
We are built to fail at long sight, no matter how hard we try

The man in the mirror says hello - I don't know who you are
Showing me the right way to go - so close and yet so far

Finis coronat opus - in nomine et ad honorem tenebrae

I'll always be there with you - I'll always be watching you
If I'm gone - don't mourn me
I'll be always watching over thee