One two the sky is blue
Three four the absolutely horror
Five six the many tricks
Seven eight you want to hate
Nine ten give me your hand
One two i see you
Three four life no more
Five six believe me it?s fix
Seven eight truth is said
Nine ten you are hanged
When the sun disappears behind the horizon
When the moon comes up in the sky
When you feel that i stand behind you
When you feel i grasp your hand
When you feel my breathe upon your neck
When you know i am so close
You cannot curb your vanity
It screams loud from inside of you
Think why are you here
I have nothing for you
When i go away you will get lost
We are different i want it
You have nothing i would need
Wherever you are i will persecute you