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Someone from high is always

building your mind

And watching you

by a demon's eye

No time for a thought

when the orders are a lot

If you will swerve then you'll die

Maybe it's the god

which is made by the mob

Spreading dread all around

Forces of hell marching

straight on the road

But the reason

it's never been found

Bridge:

Run for your life

Wait for your shadow

Run for your life

Wait for your shadow

Chorus:

Isolation, through your soul

Ordination, play this role

isolation, through your soul

Expectation, a self control

Now all your life

it's shining like a silver knife

And sticking the beast in the dark

Running so fast

passing troubles of the past

Crashing the tooth of the shark