Besedila: Callenish Circle. My Passion Your Pain. Soul Messiah.

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Sin, sinful, as a sinner I am
Conceived by a jackal
Cunning as a serpent
I'm hiding inside your conscience's parasite

I am the controller
The autocrat of the soul
After me, no turning back
Gaining full soul control

Sin, sinful, as a sinner I am
Conceived by a jackal
Cunning as a serpent
I'm hiding inside

Need, needle as I am your neediness
Conquering flesh and bones
I'll be taking over till breathing finites
For I am you

I am the controller
The autocrat of the soul
After me, no turning back
Gaining full soul control

Searching for thy partner in distress
My endless journey continues
Searching for thy partner in distress
My endless journey continues

Searching for thy partner in distress
My endless journey continues
Searching for thy partner in distress
My endless journey continues

Two, three, four, go

The end is ending as there is
Nothing more to take
No more than a shadow now
A splinter of what you used to be

I am the controller
The autocrat of the soul
After me, no turning back
Gaining full soul control

Need, needle, as I am your neediness
Conquering flesh and bones
I'll be taking over till breathing finites
For I am you