There's a second face behind my skin Can't deny true desires within me A second meaning in all that we do Where all men have to kneel before All within my hands, creating our very own Gomorrah We remain, to the end, tainted souls of cruel design We remain, to the end, tainted souls, just a vessel for lucid sins Since to live is to sin once again We have found our ways to sentence Laws and Rules just ways to deny What there lies deep inside our soul All within my hands, creating our very own Gomorrah Inside my mind, it takes its form Grief of our time Lucid sin shines! The spirit enslaved by tender sin Open up your mind! A truth that's kept deep inside We remain, to the end, tainted souls of cruel design We remain, to the end, tainted souls, just a vessel for lucid sins