Immaculate / Enslaved by Need - Nightfall

«Forcing» now your life

For ending it up in the sky

In the kingdom of your god

Far from earth’s «trap»

Face now the end

As your flesh’s gone ripped

In the sight of the sinners

Where we all belong for you

Rivers of tears, even Christ

Would have laughed with you

Rotten beliefs surround you with fear

And dust’s what you’re made of

Nonthinking mass

Being obsessed ny immaculation

Away from human needs

Love to «hate» your body

The place where your soul is rest

Temptations, the kinds of nature

Controlled by what’s above, the sky

Rivers of tears are falling

Obsessions that torture your life

You’re falling apart

In the hell of your god

Avoid the lies

With «sins» for you

My blesses to you