Vultures

She looks at me every second 
Hoping to find there anything new 
But she see all the same
Even uglier

Walking along the street 
And Envying all those around here
You're devouring things
Loking more expensive than your
Diamonds are brighter 
Than you have 
All that you have

Do you have something more important
Than your beauty
beauty of you

She always spits on the sooouls
Hunting for money as vultuures
Life your life dirty
Spitting on all
Dressed as [bad word] 2

Walking along the street 
And Envying all those around here
man in devil mask
Will push you to the wall
Forced to remember all
Than you have done
All all that you Have done

No remorse No regrets

But its beauty lies in the tomb
It will remain in the mirror shrapnel