An alien goddess walked
Through six centuries
An alien goddess freed
Six centuries when you're
Sin awoke me named
The second vice it didn't hold me
We're victims of the prize
It's still too late now
She looked back to
The roar they will fall anything
Anything waits to turn you
To stumbling white anything anything
Makes to the cellar name
Me second hand name me second face
If you lose second hand
There'll be a second face
There'll be a second hand
There'll be a second face
That makes a break thru back
To the cellar don't name
Me silence frozen sky frozen
Sickle ed froze the sky
We begged not to the cellar
Theyé they will fall anything
Anything recants to hold you off faults
And smiles anything
Anything recants to hold you as it takes
You tight anything anything makes
To the cellar not to the cellar