| Spirits coming from the mind |
| Waking up my deepest horrors, |
| Capture my thoughts, make me blind. |
| Weird, Œcause i don¹t want to see |
| The abyss of my possibilities. |
| Scared i can¹t look away. |
| It has come to my side. |
| Sister demon — my bride. |
| I want you, i need you |
| And i have set you free. |
| You¹re always right behind me, |
| I know the devil¹s sent you to me. |
| You want me, you need me, |
| Now that i¹ve set you free. |
| Look always right behind you, |
| You know the devil¹s sent me to you. |
| What has started as a longing |
| Almost is possession now, |
| It drives me again and again. |
| Put a light into your window, |
| Maybe i can find a hold. |
| I run against myself Œtill i find the end. |
| Sent by the devil |