Dying Passion From Them
Don't let them take you and bring you down
By those who lead you astray
Anywhere round each corner
Set the traps to catch you
When we will meet again
In calm warm Orient
We'll educate our souls
So high we'll grow
Till their own traps become their burden
Don't let them take you and bring you down
By those who lead you astray
Anywhere round each corner
Set the traps to catch you
Pay my regrets
They will hate themselves
To the end of the days
But their disease will not dissapear
It's deep in their minds, deep in their hearts
Deep below, deeper then deep
Deep below, the evil sleep
Deep in their minds, deep in their hearts
Don't let them take you and bring you down
They're waiting for you
