Envy ?!
I feel my head still spinning.
I think that I'll fall.
I don't know what I've just doing.
But now I'm front of the wall.
Death takes its sword
Now I can't pronounce any word
This thing was only for you
But you've decided to brak it too
That smell of blood came to hell
It's the last chance for you to hear the bell
The cries of these devils who will take your life
are seems a scores on my skin make with a knife.