Оригинален текст
Fragments of fear
A bombcrash before me
Whispering of lust
As blind as always
A prayer so vast
The reek of fortune
Is thicker than blood
Born in vain
Mor:
Captured in life
Blank my memory
Erased is my past
Nowhere I am standing
Nowhere to rest
Times without a number
I have been pleading for being
Left in silence
Bid:
Impression of impurity
The thrill to kill grows stronger
Forever in your mind
An insane thought keeps burning
Your sanctuary brings the seas to part
It is sincerely what rules our fears
Repeat mor+bid