Hold a bloodied knife To the throat of love Embrace this waste With white love - Incite! Our pyres burning And our tongues filled with lies To speak the truth Dead of all belief? No! Seek and fear The final tear Europa: The gates of Heaven Europa: The gates of Hell Your only hope A life charmed black An empty grin For we cannot turn back A seeking silence And a creeping lust The pork-men crackle As they turn to dust Europa: The gates of Heaven Europa: The gates of Hell No gnawing teeth Are to be found here So laugh and hide From white love And white fear... We are the lust The comes from nothing