10.000 needles of light
Pin the drugs of last night
Kill the cigarette now sleep

Let the wolves upon the sheep
The wings of the world move slow in this hall
And the hunger of hope it starts to starve

God of Chertograd
Lick the sounds that bleed from his mouth
God of Chertograd

Rip the heavens with the horns of the south
How strong the weakness is
Exhale you fail to resist

Shut the blinds, and rewind
Let the ghost into your mind
The wings of the world move slow in this hall

And the hunger of hope it starts to starve