The more I suffer - the less I fear
The devil on my shoulder invites me to a trip
Through hell and heaven
I hear the trumpets melody from the underworld
The gates are open
From a kingdom without hope
Hiding my course I´am born with
A course with no end in sight
Feel the blood raging in my veins
Infected by a virus called fortime
Digging deeper in that what once pulled me down
Hands oppressed
And eyes corroded
I´m creeping deeper and deeper
I´m stucked in the past
And I will suffer ´till I close my eyes
And I will suffer ´till I close my eyes
And fall into a sleep