Faust Lyrics

Nails upon, upon his hands.
Thought would save you.
Searching for hope, your soul is lost.
Demons took control, the beast rules you now.
What is there to do?
You beg for your life.

Angels stabbing little hope I have left.
The cross fell off your back,
He forgot about you.

Soul, it burns
Fire will consume
You forever, eternal soul.
Never will I have compassion for you.
You're a waste of time; you sold your soul to sin.
To sin...
Sold to sin...
You're sold to sin.