To be, to see
What lies beneath the service
It dwells within your heart 
marriage made in flesh
 [bad word] damnation

The passion in your eyes
An angel hiding within
So hard to realize
Sensations carved in stone
Are matters now postponed

Desire brings you down
I'm not your saint, nor your sinner
I'm just your devil

To late I awake There's nothing left for me
So flash before me now
sign of [bad word] belief

Awaiting the dreadful dead
The scoundals and the hounds
Nothing stays the same
Your world [bad word] down 
Closer to the end

Desire brings you down
I'm not your saint, nor your sinner
One more step and you're in [bad word] 
Facing the fire
It's not the last goodbye

Life is fading 
Sorrows waiting 
But there isn't only you 
In the kingdom of the dead

Desire brings you down
I'm not your saint, nor your sinner
I push you off the edge 
With two outstretched fingers
And my soul remains free
To the end...