Can't understand love through fear, And life without the blessing Of my birthright So from thy heavens, built of mothers Who can't feed their own sons I'll fall again... to drown in ecstasy... Into this burning place Stage of anxious flesh Innocence and disgrace... are alive My child releases my hand And wondered, he runs to the sweet fountain Quenching his thirst, Pure child Nailed to a well learned ignorance, You cannot touch paradise Your child releases your hand And faraway he runs from the sweet fountain Ashamed of himself, Poor child Living your life in this maze Like an echo or a slave Inside your soul you refuse to see Misery is disguised as salvation Omnipotent sadism, life and death in fear ... And thou shall obey Omnipresent voyeurism, extinct privacy ... And thou shall obey Omniscient tyranny, the bonfire of all dreams ... And thou shall obey