Sin of Kain - Slaves of Curiocity Bound with the chains of mind, I only dream that I can realize The worth in the stains of life Where God does live in a disguise They think they keep kontrol While the contaminated souls Struggle in their aimless sanity Until they keep this slavery Waiting for the saviour’s hands The breathing machines wait in hate Believing in a rotting shape Patient host, without demands Wasted tears and growing fears Are the borders of thoughts And this kind of existence retreats From the eyes of power and revolts All the slaves of curiocity Try to find the answer to ease This pain, to find the worth In a place where nothing hurts http://rockerek.hu/