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