Behind blue skies
An angel of death is hidden
Waiting to the sin
To the lower levels of [bad word] 

Is one of your own, is everywhere
He lies to people
In your house, or at school, or at work
He is your friend
But you shouldn't [bad word] him

No remorse on his fantasy
It's stronger than his real life
Wonder how her head would look
Lifeless, on a spear

What difference it makes?
One less person in the world
What reason he takes to kill them all?
To kill them all? To kill them all?

You're not safe