Feel the chill that rise above you Circumsised in margin oil Left behind with contradiction Evil resting in the soil And pleases you with remedies You eat from a spoon Don't spy me tomorrow In a pitfall of sorrow I fall under the moon So spy me at noon Territorial domination Seizing power reaps rewards Obsesed with lust Condemnation He has come to win the war And frightens you with melodies They're singing in tune Don't spy me tomorrow A pitfall of sorrow I fall under the moon So spy me at noon Spy me at noon Who ever gave him the licence to crush my heart Champagne and tuxedos right from the start It blinds with trust in the sense of goal Then vanish and leave me with lumps of coal Killing you with the memories forgotton to soon Don't spy me tomorrow In a pitfall of sorrow I fall under the moon So spy me at noon Right now I feel saken not stirred This horrible news I just heard Too late, he spied me at eight She spied me at eight