As I met you this autumn,
beautiful in mind.
Bloody hands and black, dead heart,
cutted body, full of shit.
Suffocated my inner self,
brought back my hatred.
Revenge what I want,
death what you deserve.
Now, years later see the truth,
all become new meaning.
Satisfactory to see,
your dead body next to me.
Only hate is left now,
... nothing but pure hate.
... nothing but pure hate.
... nothing but pure hate.