In a gloomy dark and filthy hole
forgotten and lost from the others
my misfortune founds an end
as I disappear from this world

I was right to distrust you
'cause you made my funeral
you bury me by your lies
and work for my sorrow

no drug made me forget
the life in which I lived
but now I leave this peat
I go away for good

I've no thanks to express
to these treacherous deiceitful
except for the gravedigger
for this insane I'm understanding

I've never wait for compassion
I've never wait for any truth
I just note one thing
that it's you who have dig my grave

you made my funeral...