Thanks to all of you
to make me a monstruous serious human
i dont know how i grant my survival
But if i won't who let me be ?
Time to make what i finally planned
a great war of generations of this planet
is everyone and everything versus me
And i think how can i grant my survival
But if i ain't think, who is still thinking for me ?
This is a cruel world, i say a world of insanity
bloodsplatter in the pockets of money
Minds are disturbed by deafening screams
Rotting desires take possess of all dreams
And this is the moment that i waiting for years
Can you have a courage to look at me ?
and i swear by my hate that you don't last much longer
Only by hands that you destroyed
before that all this make sense
I need only five minutes with you
and now you can call reality
all the bones that i break and the wounds that i make
But if i can't, who make this instead me ?
And now this poor creatures call me a monster
because the justice is done by my hands
but they never think about nothing
and the this storie looks that never end.