I hate and [bad word] all this things
That you love and care
Your hope is illusion of peace
I'm challenger for throne of [bad word] 

I tire to make good imression
I tire believe in gods
I must brake my mind's reservation
Your culture of misery idols

We see the fall of this world
But we close eyes with hope
Now people don't see the difference
Between soul and gold

To be or not to be
I know the answer
We wont but not see
And this is our cancer

We're searching for the best life
But we lost this way
We live under this knife
In tragedic play

But [bad word] in you so hard
When you're falling down

Sometimes people find something
For what to fight
I carry this cross on me
I try don't hear your lie

I know your worry now
This couse your weakness
The final is away so far
Just believe in you

I decide to end this game
To be damned like martyr
I don't have time to stand
In this buried life

I show you blood scares
On my dirty soul
I can't suffer this pain
Without hope and goal

I don't know price of this
Before you take it away from me
And i became alone 
Wallowed in search of twin soul

And i became alone 
Wallowed in search of twin soul