You fly into windows
and you are tricked by the sun.
In the words of your Master sayin',
"Oh, this is hell for the weak ones.
For the strong, this is heaven on Earth.
Oh, this is hell for the weak ones.
For the strong, this is heaven on Earth."

You don't see your reflection,
not a feature, not a face.
But now they cry out in chorus,
in chorus they're singing,
"Oh this is hell for the weak ones.
For the strong, this is heaven on Earth.
Oh, this is hell for the weak ones,
for the strong this is heaven on Earth."

We should let it start, we should let it start
we should let it start, we should let it start,
let it start, let it start, let it start, let it start.

So they laid out your body
on the pillars, on the pyre.
Oh, how the flames sing so sweetly.
So sweetly, they're singing,
"Oh, this is hell for the weak ones.
For the strong this is heaven on Earth.
Oh this is hell for the weak ones.
For the strong, this is heaven on Earth.

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