In passing the haunted city,
I feel a cold chill run down my spine
Out of the rubble comes a familiar but distant voice
I cannot bear the guilt of the grave anymore
Fuck the truth, I want revenge
Don’t cross me
There’s nothing to lose
Understand me
This coma which devours me
Turns beauty into death
And death becomes life
An unending circle of hate
The sky boils
The ground trembles below me
I am doomed to become
The lonely
Lonely
Dead
There is nothing anymore
We will all fall away and be forgotten