glance to my eyes, deep within reveals 
This worn-out warrior´s mind 
I´m killing you by suffering 
 [bad word] of a deepest kind 

In the night I crave to feel your breath 
And your touch like angel of death 
In the dawn I´m in chains of bestial Rage 
And forced to make you dead 

The chains get tighter around my throat 
I can give you no love 
Only dead-lift of pain 

In the dusk I tuck you up with feathers 
Forever I´ll stand by your side 
In the twighlight of night I´m laughing 
While cutting you 
Hundred and thirteen times 

Can´t you see I am evil, 
Double-edged razor 
Child of eternal hate 
To torment you like a [bad word] [bad word] 
I´ll make you cry forever more 

I´d crawl through broken glass to you... 
And your name is written by my 
Very flesh 
With the knife I´m still longing to use 

In the night I crave to feel your breath 
And your touch like angel of death 
In the dawn I´m in chains 
Of bastial rage 
And forced to make you dead!