Sun turns just like his elders did Taking part in the mystic songs of spheres Where the path shows you the opened side of the spirit Where his glance gives force to the angels When no one else could understand That his great eyes were the light of the sun The furious storm makes the impetuous chain Of the circle, circle that turns into mystery All in earth is hateful The devil shows mercy to all men In their misery, like an art It's time to confess, it's time to confess Bloody men, the illness that brings us... The Faustus... I want to lead you to men I want to lead you to nothing I want to lead you... I want to lead you to men I want to lead you to nothing I want to lead you... The man only gets lost when he is searching himself in the darkness The man only gets lost when he is searching his life, eternal life...