feast my eyes with grief and pain or I will lose my strength to go on loud is the sound I hear inside and through the walls that hide the cries
with cruel words able to paralyze tear in pieces the structure of your pride into you I bring all pain defenceless, senses unable to testify the damage done into you I bring all pain
calm before all hell or so I feel, today as I seem weak outside, it is my truth which you can't find and I enjoy to live a lie
you I cannot save, prevent your destruction unable to give protection from myself the antichrist in shape of angel guiding through the dark
stay a while to show how I can change in seconds proving you were wrong