Doing all best To survive in your hopeless try Gonna be choked And the knife gonna be choked in your eyes
Today's the day to please my hunger You'll watch my play with the knife falling under
Just come to the forest belt and don't feel the pain I'll make real masterpiece your soul won't complain Through the wounds in your eyes you see nothing but fading My world's sweetest dice is their innards blading Just come to the forest belt and don't feel the pain I'll make real masterpiece your soul won't complain
Doing all best To survive in your hopeless try Gonna be choked And the knife gonna be choked in your eyes
This murder is step to make an another I keep in the blood sacred junk of disaster