Spirit In Flames

There are ways to percieve
Those things you can't believe
There are way to decieve
Your own self on unknown grounds
Your own self is the precious one
It's apart from the first son
His ways yours to define
Like your entire life was just a crime, crime

It's a Spirit from the past
I can sense it in here
It's the ghost of my Father
And I approach without fear

Suddenly I can't breathe

And Jesus spoke again:
It's been a while now
Since you heard my voice around here
But I'm still a confident man
I'm sure you can hear me
Your ways doesn't suit me
I thought I taught you well
But I'll see you, I'll see you in Hell

It's a Spirit from the past
I can sense it in here
It's the ghost of my Father
And I can approach without fear
I aged years in those minutes
The Savior or the Devil
I can't tell... I don't know 'em that well
So damn it all to Hell... yeah, damn it all to Hell...