Open me and see, | |
how purity becomes suffering | |
and angels turn to demons | |
Untouched is my soul | |
as water turns to blood | |
Cut my heart wide open, | |
tear it apart and see | |
Please put an end | |
to this circle of misery | |
No one has the right to make me believe, | |
to praise God and to follow the light | |
Come my dear, eat the fruit of innocence | |
You'll be lead to heaven | |
and I'll stay in this chamber of hell | |
No one has the right to make me believe, | |
that if I don't believe I will forever sin | |
Creation of destruction | |
and destruction of creation | |
I am the battlefield! | |
I am destruction! | |
There's no room for me in heaven | |
Lust is taking over | |
and I'll never sleep again | |
The one who taught to bless | |
taught to curse! | |
I'm trapped in this world of disgust | |
Oh, I hate this cold life! | |
Not 'cos I'm unused to coldness | |
What is love? | |
What is desire? | |
What is creation? | |
Take my life or I'll be living dead | |
Can't you hear my empty calls? | |
Abused by the wisdom of the fallen souls | |
Inside of me there's a battle | |
between hope and a request for an end | |
Why don't you hear my empty calls? | |
[Solo: kesson] | |
There's no room for me in heaven | |
Lust is taking over | |
and I'll never sleep again | |
The one who taught to bless | |
taught to curse! | |
I'm trapped in this world of disgust | |
Oh, I hate this cold life! | |
Not 'cos I'm unused to coldness, | |
but 'cos I am used to hate! | |
No one has the right to make me believe, | |
to praise God and to follow the light | |
Come my dear, eat the fruit of innocence | |
You'll be lead to heaven | |
and I'll stay in this chamber of hell | |
No one has the right to make me believe, | |
that if I don't believe I will forever sin | |
Creation of destruction | |
and destruction of creation | |
Bitten by the guards of hell, | |
the soul-eating dogs | |
Will I prevail again? |
Open me and see, | |
how purity becomes suffering | |
and angels turn to demons | |
Untouched is my soul | |
as water turns to blood | |
Cut my heart wide open, | |
tear it apart and see | |
Please put an end | |
to this circle of misery | |
No one has the right to make me believe, | |
to praise God and to follow the light | |
Come my dear, eat the fruit of innocence | |
You' ll be lead to heaven | |
and I' ll stay in this chamber of hell | |
No one has the right to make me believe, | |
that if I don' t believe I will forever sin | |
Creation of destruction | |
and destruction of creation | |
I am the battlefield! | |
I am destruction! | |
There' s no room for me in heaven | |
Lust is taking over | |
and I' ll never sleep again | |
The one who taught to bless | |
taught to curse! | |
I' m trapped in this world of disgust | |
Oh, I hate this cold life! | |
Not ' cos I' m unused to coldness | |
What is love? | |
What is desire? | |
What is creation? | |
Take my life or I' ll be living dead | |
Can' t you hear my empty calls? | |
Abused by the wisdom of the fallen souls | |
Inside of me there' s a battle | |
between hope and a request for an end | |
Why don' t you hear my empty calls? | |
Solo: kesson | |
There' s no room for me in heaven | |
Lust is taking over | |
and I' ll never sleep again | |
The one who taught to bless | |
taught to curse! | |
I' m trapped in this world of disgust | |
Oh, I hate this cold life! | |
Not ' cos I' m unused to coldness, | |
but ' cos I am used to hate! | |
No one has the right to make me believe, | |
to praise God and to follow the light | |
Come my dear, eat the fruit of innocence | |
You' ll be lead to heaven | |
and I' ll stay in this chamber of hell | |
No one has the right to make me believe, | |
that if I don' t believe I will forever sin | |
Creation of destruction | |
and destruction of creation | |
Bitten by the guards of hell, | |
the souleating dogs | |
Will I prevail again? |
Open me and see, | |
how purity becomes suffering | |
and angels turn to demons | |
Untouched is my soul | |
as water turns to blood | |
Cut my heart wide open, | |
tear it apart and see | |
Please put an end | |
to this circle of misery | |
No one has the right to make me believe, | |
to praise God and to follow the light | |
Come my dear, eat the fruit of innocence | |
You' ll be lead to heaven | |
and I' ll stay in this chamber of hell | |
No one has the right to make me believe, | |
that if I don' t believe I will forever sin | |
Creation of destruction | |
and destruction of creation | |
I am the battlefield! | |
I am destruction! | |
There' s no room for me in heaven | |
Lust is taking over | |
and I' ll never sleep again | |
The one who taught to bless | |
taught to curse! | |
I' m trapped in this world of disgust | |
Oh, I hate this cold life! | |
Not ' cos I' m unused to coldness | |
What is love? | |
What is desire? | |
What is creation? | |
Take my life or I' ll be living dead | |
Can' t you hear my empty calls? | |
Abused by the wisdom of the fallen souls | |
Inside of me there' s a battle | |
between hope and a request for an end | |
Why don' t you hear my empty calls? | |
Solo: kesson | |
There' s no room for me in heaven | |
Lust is taking over | |
and I' ll never sleep again | |
The one who taught to bless | |
taught to curse! | |
I' m trapped in this world of disgust | |
Oh, I hate this cold life! | |
Not ' cos I' m unused to coldness, | |
but ' cos I am used to hate! | |
No one has the right to make me believe, | |
to praise God and to follow the light | |
Come my dear, eat the fruit of innocence | |
You' ll be lead to heaven | |
and I' ll stay in this chamber of hell | |
No one has the right to make me believe, | |
that if I don' t believe I will forever sin | |
Creation of destruction | |
and destruction of creation | |
Bitten by the guards of hell, | |
the souleating dogs | |
Will I prevail again? |