So here I am asked myself once again:
Who gives the air that I am breathing? 

Never took the easiest way
Never chose the easiest day
Couldn't find a cause to blame

Always got the cash to pay
Always found the games to play
Sometimes had a beast to tame

Why don't you hear my voice?
Did you accept my choice?
Your hope of life dried out
When I realised my ame:

Hollowed be thy name

Had enough of confidence
Held the name of innocence [bad word] the land of pain

My law was insecure
My punishment for sure

Who played the masters game?

I could not hear your voice?
Never accept your choice
Your chance of life dried out
When I justify my aim

Hollowed be thy name

Cold were the days
Lost in your memory
Cold was reality

Cold were the days
After our souls had to realise two games