Waiting for the turning point
See behind your lies, all you crucify
There's no where to escape
Can not leave behind
Waiting for the new storm
Pleasure on my blood, drawn between the gore
That's a worm into your face
Burning in my eyes

Bleeding and see me feeding
Bleeding and feel me breeding
Crawling against those feelings
My demons starts to eating

Hear all the cries, they all waiting on her solitude
The God of lies, has been killed, is going down
Screaming all like whore, see the blood of the fallen Christ
The serpent's tongue be the sign, is shinning bright