Roland Grapow

We all have to climb a ladder
Don't use the one-way street to hell
Friends deceive without cold sweat
Tell me what we're fighting for
Kicking chumbs like wretched sinners
Praise ourselves to the highest point
God said he would send the messiah
But Satan closed the door
No more compromise, we pay the price
Make everything undone
We're ready for sacrifice
[Chorus:]
Reach out your hand, you'll be the winner
Let's try to catch the caravan of lies