Besedila: Vicious Art. Fire Falls And The Waiting Waters. Ceremony, The Waiting Waters.

Tear the clothes of my body I want to be stigmatized Burn the mark of the
heroes On the inside of my skin Never again will I serve unreachable love
How funny you didn't see me laughing did you They come asking for my
sympathy Made of iron and steel Don't expect me to come forth I won't follow
anyway Redemption then it's not a crime ceremony Redemption it's for you to
find teach us Satanic in a mastermind revealing Get them out of here Dark
thoughts that were hidden Now comes to life Exploring the brilliance of
nothingness A fear so strong it cannot be measured Take me on I invite you
to my battlefield They come asking for my sympathy Made of iron and steel
Don't expect me to come forth I won't follow anyway Redemption then it's not
a crime ceremony Redemption it's for you to find teach us Satanic in a
mastermind revealing Get them out of here Too small to be a leader Too big
to be a slave We're loosing time let's begin with the torture In case I must
be loved they have to tell me now Then there is the dark a flash of
obscurity This new dimension of sadness that I feel Too small to be a leader
Too big to be a slave Wicked, wicked out of mind, once in front of - now
behind Dispossess me, set me free, waiting waters bleed Never again will I
serve unreachable love How funny you didn't see me laughing did you They
come asking for my sympathy Made of iron and steel Don't expect me to come
forth I won't follow anyway Redemption then it's not a crime ceremony
Redemption it's for you to find teach us Satanic in a mastermind revealing
Get them out of here