Killers excite the night. In each direction there's a killer in a fight
With blood so rich and spirits high and proud
Can you feel if there's a killer in the crowd

To taste the fear, to hide below the ground
Just two different instincts pull you down


To feel the need, the sparkle of their pain
To simply take them under over death would be in vain
Shift from life to life and call it intuition

Always the bright ones making clear their ambitions
What is the hunt without the beauty of the chase
We satisfy this precious race


Sin and fiction. Sin and fiction
In the first chapter he narrows his eyes

In the second chapter we see him realise the world's his oyster
The pages of the third reveal a soul torn wide by contradictions
The last reflects the warmth of sin and fiction

Sin and fiction. Sin and fiction

Let me that old warm addiction, sin and fiction

Make me feel like gold, sin and fiction

The World looks different overnight

And the truth shines wilder, strong and bright
And a neat distraction's what you need to clear your head now
Five young fingers on each hand to count your blessings

Don't go near them, get away if they're depressing

Let me that old warm addiction, sin and fiction

Make me feel like gold, sin and fiction
Let me that old warm addiction, sin and fiction
Make me feel like gold, sin and fiction


The World looks different overnight
And the truth shines wilder, strong and bright

And a neat distraction's what you need to clear your head now

Let me that old warm addiction, sin and fiction

Make me feel like gold, sin and fiction
Let me that old warm addiction, sin and fiction
Make me feel like gold, sin and fiction

Sin and fiction. Sin and fiction