Rasputin : The Implementation of Serenity

We are devoted to materia
Feelings died for Suburbia

When will it be,
The end of it all
Decadence has
Tired us now
And we keep on asking
When comes my call
We have forgotten
Our Mephistocle vow
Decadence has
Tired us now

I am the fury, I'm Rasputin,
I am the Ocean, deceiver of pain
I am puppeteer to gods and to kings
I am the long forlorn story of sin

And the sun sets, reality has gone
Colors are brighter, my body turns to stone
Heaven opens the Petrus gate
And i'am falling down into hells crate

Into hells crate

Into hells crate

And the sun sets, reality has gone
Colors are brighter, my body turns to stone
Heaven opens the Petrus gate
And i'am falling down into hells crate