it's rather late to create my own world without hate this world is not mine but i will try to kill the fate with you my mate the hatred rules the world and everyone is cold we are looking for the fame again and again and it will not stop until we reach the top in the race for the glory we are making the story full of violence and fear infesting the atmosphere those who hate everyone are burning from the inside they are dreaming of kings' crown but they have no rights we had announced ourselvels dead in the race for the fame we'd lost our head and now we are left behind without the feelings and mind and she still here it does not reassure us full of violence and fear infesting the atmosphere
this bad girl with the name of hatred this bitch is near not going anywhere forget about it continue to live