floating on a hilltop shaking hands
his graps is cold and hot together
he fills my life with certain sorrow
he says my dreams are no good to anyone

floating on a hilltop he slaps my face
he brings me back to reality
i ask him for simple security
he stares me down with no reply

hot in my heart
cold in my eyes
my future is filled with lies lies lies
on a hilltop with gunther

laying on a hilltop he paints my life
with harried sickly strokes
no spirit is left in his sweating hands
he says at least he still has discipline

laying on a hilltop he prays for me
so that my situation might change
now i understand the fear in his voice
hes afraid i might become what i want to be

hot in my heart
cold in my eyes
my present is filled with lies lies lies
on a hilltop with gunther

falling down a hilltop he laughs aloud
at how i foolishly tripped myself
he says i have to be certainly certain
that his help is really needed

falling down a hilltop i know he will not save me
his laughter is hot and cold together
his skin turns green in the light of hell
as i once again fall under his crippling spell