What do you want for me?
Star is falling, devils speak.
I don't know if I am clear,
Time is running after me.
So what do you want for me?
In the land, full of kind
You're telling, I am thief,
Your life is naked, and you know.
But you want to be blind
In the land, full of kind
ref.:
In killing society is something that
can cure pain?
In killing society is something that
can cure pain?
I see spite inside you...
Giving faith, makes me deaf.
You suggest me, I am least,
But you know it's not true,
So much spite is inside you.
This is end of the line,
Advertising, in the stand,
It was my life, like the night
In the damned feels of tight
So this is the end of the line
