Shadows of your dreams Thoughts that you fear Life is cobweb Made up of your guilt THERE'S NO ESCAPE NO TURNING BACK FOR YOU FROM DESERT OF YOUR SINS THE MOON IS RED, THE LIGHT IS DEAD AND GONE WHEN THE CREEPING SHADOWS COME TO YOUR MIND So turn your back to Face of demon Or take your chance Pay price in blood SORROW AND PAIN, THE SMELL OF SUFFERING IN DESERT OF YOUR SINS YOU ARE THE ONE, WHO RULES YOUR FATE AND LIFE AS THE SANDS OF TIME ARE RUNNING DOWN