stop smoke, lock, stock i am dangerous and moving crossfire at your home would you disapproving I Am the Doorway, The Last Rung on the Ladder from the cradle to the grave just for you it does not matter I'm not supposed to die between me and you - far cry i am so difficult to find I break your mind don't even dream to destroy I'm not your fucking toy in this world you alone open up your dead zone your second breath it is in my chest forbidden fruit is sweetest we have to care for people we tamed for this second my brain is inflamed but not burn, it is not the same stop rave it solves nothing anyway and where is corpse you will see the ravens don't miss your train today I will break this chain it's not a nightmare it is for real you must be under my will my words are made from steel if you can't win better pice off it has to be only your solve and don't say that i didn't warn so now your turn to fight for your own soul