Every morning I stare at my window The devil man talks about the future My drunk soul makes it easier To talk to the other side He shows me the solution for my Crossroads He says to me: "Hey boy, I don't know where you're going But you have to feel evil to be the Good One." Every night I stare at my window The devil man shows me your lost places My lost soul makes it easier To pass to the other side Just give me the chance to open the door Just give me the chance to open the door Just give me the chance to open the door When the time is right the man calls me to dance In the middle of asong I was hearing alone He shows me images of things (still) to come When the Great Shadows come They'll be hailed And i'll be a slave again.