Do you breath the name of your saviour in your hour of need,

And taste the blame if the flavor should remind you of greed,
Of implication, insinuation and ill will, till' you cannot lie still,
In all this turmoil, before red cape and foil closing in for a kill

Poets of the Fall - Carnival of Rust

Visions in the night
Show me what is right
Help me through the maze
...of mystery
I would sell my soul
If only I could know
What the future holds
And what will be

Judas Priest - Visions 2008