To conquer the angel´s laugh
An urge implied
captious offer in your hands
My hymne of praise denied
Disguising, fading scarlet of your belief
Drowning gently [bad word] 
It is your defeat

Mephisto, my fallen angel
 [bad word] patience in your eyes
Your urge to rise denied
Your justice shivering in faded [bad word] 
Mankind like puppets in your hands
It is our defeat

Mephisto, o Mephisto
Our shattered pride inhaled by you
Rejecting innocence
Betrayed by your own kind - a selfish deed
I am calling you to conquer me
Rescue me

To conquer the angel´s laugh
Inside my head
An urge to feel temptation rise
deed of pure illusions
To feel just silence move
And I will regret...