Do you see the desert’s burning ways?
Do you feel the sunbeam’s flaming face?
Do you swelter on a poisoned dream?
There’s a hell that makes you always scream

You run up to, the abyss end
The god of pain, your lonely friend
Your turn around, there is no way
There is no hide, there is no pray

The axe is whipping paths in flame
A shade is screaming of your name
Play your cards in fortuneteller’s home
Trapped in a mirror world

That’s a place you never dreams of being
Feel the rush when howling with the wind
Hold your breath and shoot your demon dice
Keep your evil secret playing twice

You run up to, to the abyss end
The god of pain, your lonely friend
Your turn around, there is no way
There is no hide, there is no pray

The axe is whipping paths in flame
A shade is screaming of your name
Play your cards in fortuneteller’s home
Trapped in a mirror world

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