Rain is falling on his shoulders Memories haunting his head Until his living is over And he is among the dead And every time he talks to the other side he tricks The ones who sought for help on desperate times Your money won’t be worth to free your soul Now you will rot surrounded by your sins From this day your curse will spread no more The world will know you as a monster Sun enlightens through the bars Memories haunting his skin Soon his living will be over And he’ll be among the dead And what was meant to be a miracle healer Was a charlatan destroying peoples lives Your money won’t be worth to free your soul Now you will rot surrounded by your sins From this day your curse will spread no more The world will know you as a monster