| Song | In High Heels Through Nights of Broken Glass |
| Artist | Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio |
| Album | C.C.C.P. |
| I cleanse my skin in flames of hell | |
| From blood and shame and lepers’ smell | |
| Flowers unnamed and forsaken by reason | |
| Are growing like weeds in the garden of treason | |
| As man is my victim it’s he who I torture | |
| Engaged in perversions with Judas’s daughter | |
| I salvage my soul in the essence of violence | |
| My gospel is wisdom but censured and silenced | |
| We dance in nights of broken glass | |
| Where stars collide and dreams collapse | |
| We dance in nights of broken glass | |
| The past we disowned will awaken again | |
| Our conscience of bloodshed bears witness to shame | |
| The world we pursue is forsaken by man | |
| The earth is my kingdom it is where I dance | |
| I salvage myself in perversions and wine | |
| Consumed and depraved by the bondage of time | |
| In lust I redeem all my yearnings and needs | |
| Let’s murder in nightmares of pleasures besieged | |
| We dance in nights of broken glass | |
| Where stars collide and dreams collapse | |
| We dance in nights of broken glass | |
| Defiance of worship on thorns I decay | |
| The twilight of conscience my salvage portrayed | |
| The penance of forfeit your verdict received | |
| In judgement we dream of confessions deceived | |
| The killing of mankind won’t ever desist | |
| I’m God, I am Satan, I’m all that there is | |
| The sun is my kingdom it is where I dwell | |
| In high heels we wander through heaven and hell | |
| We dance in nights of broken glass | |
| Where stars collide and dreams collapse | |
| We dance in nights of broken glass |
| I cleanse my skin in flames of hell | |
| From blood and shame and lepers' smell | |
| Flowers unnamed and forsaken by reason | |
| Are growing like weeds in the garden of treason | |
| As man is my victim it' s he who I torture | |
| Engaged in perversions with Judas' s daughter | |
| I salvage my soul in the essence of violence | |
| My gospel is wisdom but censured and silenced | |
| We dance in nights of broken glass | |
| Where stars collide and dreams collapse | |
| We dance in nights of broken glass | |
| The past we disowned will awaken again | |
| Our conscience of bloodshed bears witness to shame | |
| The world we pursue is forsaken by man | |
| The earth is my kingdom it is where I dance | |
| I salvage myself in perversions and wine | |
| Consumed and depraved by the bondage of time | |
| In lust I redeem all my yearnings and needs | |
| Let' s murder in nightmares of pleasures besieged | |
| We dance in nights of broken glass | |
| Where stars collide and dreams collapse | |
| We dance in nights of broken glass | |
| Defiance of worship on thorns I decay | |
| The twilight of conscience my salvage portrayed | |
| The penance of forfeit your verdict received | |
| In judgement we dream of confessions deceived | |
| The killing of mankind won' t ever desist | |
| I' m God, I am Satan, I' m all that there is | |
| The sun is my kingdom it is where I dwell | |
| In high heels we wander through heaven and hell | |
| We dance in nights of broken glass | |
| Where stars collide and dreams collapse | |
| We dance in nights of broken glass |