Soiled face, alone. Lost in this place, dive. Dive, abort your dreams. Dive, forget the light. Forget the light. Trained dogs are released and come to crush you. Soon, jaws will close. Open your eyes. Like this rusty blade Grazing your neck, Your fear takes place, Trying to tears you on your way. You are burnt by your lies. You’re already dead. Candor is a curse. Candor is the curse of the weak. You’re carving your cross. Poison is spreading inside. You are wasting away. Is this what you feel? And is that what you wanted to? Filthy creepy rat Hiding in the dark. Is that what you feel? And is that what you wanted to? Always keeping away fucking gazes.