Have one good night – you think the world’s your oyster.
Every shop’s a temple – but the goods ain’t free.
You seek your god with gold in every cloister.
Happiness eludes you – in disharmony.
God – I hope your angel’s looking out for me.
One night of pride can make the hardest humble
Nothing but despair in all your ecstasy.
Your heart’s façade will break and make you crumble.
Let the wicked take you in society.
I can see the devil walking next to me.