The Chaser persuaded by the all too human Liar Falls down the divine word Around my neck I feel a sticky cord I cry my evil end And my destiny is calling Living the lie like a masked truth I see and say that my will is enough To translate my crazy desires Without a God, without a fix basement I want the good, but the evil is my rent That marks my evil end In the hell of my foolish desires Now my end is my desire Death of the Truth, I'm living a lie Living the lie like a masked truth I see and say that my will is enough To translate my crazy desires Now my end is my desire Death of the Truth, I'm living a lie When my God is my eternal desire My will is the a far memory Destiny, my will is mistress of my life Now my burning is living a lie