As we plunged into the inferno of life, this is the real hell and paradise is only an utopia. [CHORUS:] A debt of honour on the verge of madness, in my heart of hearts. Hurt and weaken from the swirl of barbarity poor child of sin, devilish angels, a scornful look, haunted by the past. [CHORUS] [1st LEAD - Marios] [2nd LEAD - Gus] [CHORUS]