Оригинален текст
Blood is running cold
Enchantment by the haunted souls
Saviour welcome home
Divided by the stings of conscience
The traitors of integrity have ruined my fate
Be my saviour in times of fear
A burden so hard to bear
Heed my cries the curse
Laid on my heart like a pistol grip
Extinguishing my iron
Will to live feels like a sinking ship
Hatred steals my hope
Impureness is taking it toll
Saviour welcome home
Divided by the stings of conscience