Gently

You are tying

The strings

Around my neck

Around my arms

Around my legs

Like a flesh

Marionet

And you whisper

In a sweet voice

To give up

My own will

So my life

Will be eternal

And of grace

As never seen

And you want to drain me

Because you bought yourself a man

I'll be free within a single thought

Because I'm clean of spirit and mind

And I am deaf for a serpents speach

That is always singing from a twisted mind

I'll never ever have a second thought

To slap you in the face with the glove that's black

Because if you want to fight, follow me

And I'll fight you to hell and back

To hell and back

Because it's easy to fight a mind that's black

Twisted minds breed twisted offspring

When lies become truth, the truth is black

If I was the last, I would walk proudly

And I would fight you to hell and back

To hell and back