"Cursewords sinking better than the metaphors    Soap opera is throwing out the radio    Spit over your shoulder when I´m crossing the road    This amulet brings bad luck for us all       I was once a believer    But now my heart turns in to, it turns in to,   it turns in to stone       Coldheart cynic    That's what's become of me    Coldheart cynic    That's what you've made of me    No longer the soothing rays of light    Now I´m a resident of night       Cursewords sinking better than the metaphors    Soap opera is throwing out the radio    Spit over my shoulder when you're crossing the road    This amulet brings bad luck for us all       I was once a believer    But now my heart turns in to, it turns in to,   it turns in to stone       Coldheart cynic    That's what's become of me    Coldheart cynic    That's what you've made of me    No longer the soothing rays of light    Now I´m a resident of night       What a sparkplug, what a shiny talent    What a good sport you are    This year's award goes to you    Congratulations and co-miserations       I was once a believer    But now my heart turns in to, it turns in to,   it turns in to stone       Coldheart cynic    That's what's become of me    Coldheart cynic    Just place it out on me   No longer the soothing rays of light    Now I´m a resident of night       Coldheart Cynic   Coldheart Cynic   That's the spirit   "