Why do you believe in monsters?
We have been locked up in this evil house
It is where you live with your wicked
We are the prisoners of death and decay
It is where you live, but your dreams betray
You are brave, to feel
In a mean caress
You are gone, youre the one
We are praying for you
Why do you believe in hell?
Why do you believe
in love divine?
In your dark and twisted mind
And with the force of any evil spell
Repulsive hymns will unleash the
Disturbing images of decadence
Where is the beauty between the devils hands?