As we plunged into the inferno of life,
this is the real hell and paradise is only an utopia.
(CHORUS:)
A debt of honour on the verge of madness, in my heart of hearts.
Hurt and weaken from the swirl of barbarity poor child of sin,
devilish angels, a scornful look, haunted by the past.
(CHORUS)
(1st LEAD - Marios)
(2nd LEAD - Gus)
(CHORUS)