(Wink of An Eye) Walk on hot coals Until you fall on your back Eyes ablaze Put me in the shade Your emotional overkill Makes everyone a slave Bodies burn in ice A knifeblade to your neck A wasteland of guilt But who can convince you You´ve started talking to yourself And you live off everyone else With a temperamental strategy A mind with no ambition You make others feel the need To live with hedonism Living in a cage Holding out your hands Screaming at a wall And no one understands As the echo eats away At your pride and dignity And no-one really cares You´ve got the nerve To offer sex as consolation For all the things that you´ve taken You´re a psychic vampire! Using others´ guilt as your control When you feel the grip is sliding You´ll crush the ego Leaving empty souls in limbo Crying for your help Voracious laughter The devil´s vice...