Like a foolish puppet preaching his lesson,
Only lies and duplicity
He’s approaching so softly
To sow the divide
The winds of change come without reason
No speech without keen interest
Fear is the ultimate leverage,
Shadow’s building
He’s advancing his pawns
The rope tightens quietly
Into the lion’s den, should we throw ourselves?
The worst of the gangsters will soon end up dead
Now you pay the bill
Judas already kissed you softly
And the last secret has been revealed
Punishing: guilty of high treason
High treason
High treason
And whatever the tales, all is confusion
An arranged reality
Lulled by insane stories
The last crucifixion
And this look arouses suspicion
Against winds and tides the guile wins
The shameful sinner will be killed
Lack of forgiveness
And the muzzle to wear
Words are a weapon of war
Into the lion’s den, should we throw ourselves?
The worst of the gangsters will soon end up dead
Into the lion’s den, should we throw ourselves?
Into the lion’s den
Should we throw ourselves?
Into the lion’s den