To conquer the angel's laugh An urge implied A captious offer in your hands My hymne of praise denied Disguising, fading scarlet of your belief Drowning gently in commands It's your defeat Mephisto, my fallen angel Corrupted patience in your eyes Your urge to rise denied Your justice shivering in faded trust Mankind like puppets in your hands It's our defeat Mephisto, o Mephisto Our shattered pride inhaled by you Rejecting innocence Betrayed by your own kind - a selfish deed I'm calling you to conquer me Rescue me To conquer the angel's laugh Inside my head An urge to feel temptation rise A deed of pure illusions To feel just silence move And I'll regret...