They didn't listen to him, but they tried to give him hope
They called him important, they couldn't dissappoint him
He had known all their tricks, he wasn't such stupid as they thought
He had seen long through them, he wasn't deceived anymore
It was clear like a cold winternight, the mist around him dissappeared
It dissappeared like the crowd behind, black roses on a white grave
Now you can see a pattern of hate written down into his face
Love is the feeling he lost, when he cried, fallen down on his knees out of sight
It's breaking out with a cracking noise
The demon of motherfucking hate
He will slaughter the people which hurt me so much
Eye for an eye and tooth for a tooth
I tried hard to beat my demon inside
But I am not able to win this fight