These words so clear and always saint to you
It’s all you wanted to go into
It’s a rise, the waiting for Christ to come
The cult I’m sure it’s always close for you
To make up your mind as wish
Your colourful lies again my friend
Your colourful lies again
Didn’t you say that someone has ever beaten you
Savages raise why all these people stare at you
It’s a rise, the waiting for words to come
Fancy face, fancy boy
To play your role as wish