Horror-Stricken
Все что бы она не делала, что бы она не думала все разрушительно.
Я бы хотел что бы все ее планы пошли к черту

when I see you crouch in a river ...
it's up to him ...
in a way of luck to you
I dont know a thing to say to me ...
I cross the rivers down to hill
I dont know how to feel
that way you.. that you will always reign in the city.
That Los-Angeles is burning down in your horror-hands ... in your horror-hands ...
(lie, sins in your eyes, in your ears...)
I believe that you lose.
(she seems to lose in fatal way of hardly "losing must")
I will pray your God for let you forget your ugly past..
I dont know about you... everything you're hide...
that is lie - not [bad word] 
I know, a thing - is you.