Stricken from the banished
Shot from hellfire
A cinder to base its form
Heavenly beam from light
Finds its way through purification

Deformity of its beastly nature
Saved from damnation

Hear me sob in the wolfs cry

Stricken from the banished
Shot from hellfire
A cinder to base its form
Heavenly beam from light

Finds its way through purification
Deformity of its beastly nature

No chance for the last class soul
trapped between darkness and light

Hear me sob in the wolfs cry

Darkness light light darkness
Last class soul
Darkness light light darkness

Cold sweat
A dream is reality
Nowhere to base upon your life
Send off a body, through a suicidal nature

Temptation bathes my lust

No trust just inner masterbation
Trapped inside these walls

Last class soul