We can't fall down, they think of being immortal Something sick, entwine their whole pathetic world We can't delete, what already was erased So, blessed are they to follow the descent!
We are searching our lifes, until we are gone We see ourselves, NOT as the others see us Our scars shine bright, reflecting through mirrors We see ourselves, NOT as the others see us
Our world entwine, perspectives of pain on demand This is your hell, you shall live in Each day will sever your skin from flesh Through clouds, we crawl, and weep in vain
The time for your death has been set? Blood-coloured thoughts adore all beliefs Deny!! The shades of demons linger Repent, and step aside, slowly the grief arrives
Do you remember the first times you died? Would you prefer to delete this misery? Foe, please suffer in pain The adjustment of hate and mourning has been set