When the devil's getting through your flesh,
You're the chosen for demise
Of the knowlegde of the centuries,
With ones you will be wise

(Staring at night...)

You think you got a stonemade heart
That your feelings now are gone
But you shouldn't be mistaken
Gotta see that you are wrong

Now you see the world that's built around
And the hate will fill you up
Where ancient ideas disfigured and bound
The honour is humbled and stopped
So you walk throught eternity walk throught the fields
Of your thoughts of your feelings and pain
And you eyes are in blood like the mirrors of soul,
Of the sorrow of man on the rain
Through the streams of the time, by the streams of your faith
You are sliding without support
And your world is inside - is the gardens of hate -
Neverending, involving resort

For the wise who are dead, for the wise who will live
We must fight, we must all play the game
We must all be the team till the last out breath
Till their God will be burning in flame