آهنگ: Tiamat. Prey. Nihil.

The loosers are the winners

The saints are the sinners

The angels in heaven

Keep falling, keep falling




He demands and you deliver
God is no forgiver


The demons in hell
Keep calling, keep calling




Trough the night shall all wash away

All the horrors of the day
And a little angel on my side

Tries to make it all worthwhile


And with a little beauty in my bed

I still wish that I was dead
And the little angel on my side


Takes me on a devil ride



No rose without a thorn

Dead before you're born


A world full of nothing
So keep praying, keep praying




That what lies ahead of us
In the eye of Horus

A new sacred aeon

We'll be obeying, obeying