Waiting for the turning point See behind your lies, all you crucify There's no where to escape Can not leave behind Waiting for the new storm Pleasure on my blood, drawn between the gore That's a worm into your face Burning in my eyes
Bleeding and see me feeding Bleeding and feel me breeding Crawling against those feelings My demons starts to eating
Hear all the cries, they all waiting on her solitude The God of lies, has been killed, is going down Screaming all like whore, see the blood of the fallen Christ The serpent's tongue be the sign, is shinning bright
