Witchcraft - Dead End

Tell me now who's without sin
Tell me who has never repent
Legend has it, legend is true
But nothing really compares with you

It disintegrates in your
Ocean of uncertain beliefs
The waves of your sea must be
Run by a complex without me

Oh, paint me a picture of
Peace and understanding
Oh, make sure the details
Stand out like a warning

The paradox of this worm
It runs all day

This chosen path
Ends at a bloody steep

The shining light of the gods
It's made out of nothing

Brutally raped by philosophers
Worn out mundane tales

Take your hands off me
I cannot let it go
Let this mantra speak
Emotions overflow

Oh, self-combustion
Homeopathic turns
A dead end and a curse
Imploding universe

Take your hands off me
I cannot let it go
Let this mantra speak
Emotions overflow