Stricken from the banished
Shot from hellfire
A cinder to base its form
Heavenly beam from light
Finds its way through purification
Deformity of its beastly nature
Saved from damnation
Hear me sob in the wolfs cry
Stricken from the banished
Shot from hellfire
A cinder to base its form
Heavenly beam from light
Finds its way through purification
Deformity of its beastly nature
No chance for the last class soul
trapped between darkness and light
Hear me sob in the wolfs cry
Darkness light light darkness
Last class soul
Darkness light light darkness
Cold sweat
A dream is reality
Nowhere to base upon your life
Send off a body, through a suicidal nature
Temptation bathes my lust
No trust just inner masterbation
Trapped inside these walls
Last class soul
