In my head, sacred though forgoes the truth
Frayed by the wind of deceitful creed
A halo of thorns, withered and yellow
Adorns my head, to hear another prophet song

You won't leave me all alone!
Would you leave me?
Astounded through convictions
I realize that the fake healer prays

Hear him pray, lead us astray
A taste of earthly pleasures for a lonesome god
Spare me the sacrilege, just a piece of our souls
Deep down again your soul and your mind

Well could you pay the price
As read the scrip through different eyes

The mirror – it defies, just write me out of this play
Nothing seems to be sacred, fallen heroes cry
The mirror – it defies, unsung heroes lay and die
Await the final sacrifice

A slaughtered lamb still bleeds, just bow down on your knees
The harvest of the planted seed
Believe and don't think twice, if we rolled of the dice
Could you really pay the price?

Well could you pay the price?
As I read the script through different eyes

The mirror – it defies, just write me out of this play
Nothing seems to be sacred, fallen heroes cry
The mirror – it defies, unsung heroes lay and die
Await the final sacrifice

Well could you pay the price?
As I read the scrip through different eyes

The mirror – it defies, just write me out of this play
Nothing seems to be sacred, fallen heroes cry
The mirror – it defies, unsung heroes lay and die
Await the final sacrifice

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