What kind of a man is a man
who lives in the kingdom of tyrants
What kind of a man is a man

who calls you with the voice of sirens
That man hates everything
in you and your existence

That man takes everything
from you and gives you nothingness


Still you keep crawling before his eyes
Still you refuse to,
refuse to reach into the light

and the pattern keeps repeating itself

What kind of a man is a man

who can blame someone else for his sins
What kind of a man is a man
whose image becomes clear

when darkness descends
That man does not have a name,
some call him Master

That man does not give you choice
Still you feel some kind of attraction


Still you keep crawling before his eyes
Still you refuse to,
refuse to reach into the light

and the pattern keeps repeating itself

God of reptiles!

God of reptiles!
Beware!
God of reptiles!

God of reptiles!

You will betray yourself, you will

You will hate yourself, you will
You will lose yourself, you will
You will see your finger on the trigger


You will see, you will feel
That your world is in flames

And everything you've got is emptiness
You will see, you will feel
That this is not a game

And your god is merciless

Still you keep crawling before his eyes

Still you refuse to,
refuse to reach into the light
and the pattern keeps repeating itself


God of reptiles!
God of reptiles!

Beware!