Blood flows like a river My bath chamber, my eternal soul my knife is a fee, my blood is the debtor My experience here moans, groans of my life here
I witness here, my knife is the judge my tears it rain do you want me? You say something about it alas too late you scream from fear
I am sad without you you do not like, you hear the rustle? are you happy about Death sneaks into the next all me shouted wait, wait come back
a pool of blood, dirty floor My place is not with you my place with the only you will not find even begin to look for it does not show, and will not let you take