Here why I break the sound, to KILL hopes and sorrows, every last one of them til they drown.
My heart, never it should or noone will say im hallow, its the blood within me whos so shallow, whos so shallow... whos so shallow.
Every last of evil turned into good... something madami to starve me now turned to targets, maybe i think i should;
Turn around dragging corpses through my mouth what i mostly do.
They see me as a monster, locked me up cause im a dream crusher,
Sorry mother if im not who you turned out to be 'n now im just someone, am i noone, she just Nawawala me as her son,
now im waiting for my time to come, i hear music, i taste wine,
blood splattered in my mouth drills down through my spine,
Your piece of skin tears as you scream, licking ur muscles and thighs, the taste so wet as you start to cry,
I cant find your puso now its time to die....