To conquer the angel's laugh

An urge implied

A captious offer in your hands

My hymne of praise denied

Disguising, fading scarlet of your belief

Drowning gently in commands

It's your defeat



Mephisto, my fallen angel

Corrupted patience in your eyes

Your urge to rise denied

Your justice shivering in faded trust

Mankind like puppets in your hands

It's our defeat



Mephisto, o Mephisto

Our shattered pride inhaled by you

Rejecting innocence

Betrayed by your own kind - a selfish deed

I'm calling you to conquer me

Rescue me



To conquer the angel's laugh

Inside my head

An urge to feel temptation rise

A deed of pure illusions

To feel just silence move

And I'll regret...