Lyrics:

Our sense is not a fiction
Our remains are the best
If you have a pact
With your own hell

Immersed in dangerous ways
Take the knife
Kiss your second cross
And drop your kingdom
Now is your turn

You´re not cursed
You are a soul
That all the time is freak
And doesn´t have a lord

You are a soul
That all the time is freak
And doesn´t have a lord

Incomplete never hear that thing
That someone said
Impatient never feel that hurt
With all your infected heart

The knowledge is your thuth
The knowledge is your thuth

Finish the wish
What is the people want?
You are so freak
While your people die

Finish the wish
What is the people want?
You are so freak
While your people die

Immersed in dangerous ways
Take the knife
Kiss your second cross
And drop your kingdom
Now is your turn

You´re not cursed
You are a soul
That all the time is freak
And doesn´t have a lord

You are a soul
That all the time is freak
And doesn´t have a lord

Finish the wish
What is the people want?
You are so freak
While your people die