We can't fall down, they think of being immortal
Something sick, entwine their whole pathetic world
We can't delete, what already was erased
So, blessed are they to follow the descent!

We are searching our lifes, until we are gone
We see ourselves, not as the others see us
Our scars shine bright, reflecting through mirrors
We see ourselves, not as the others see us

Our world entwine, perspectives of pain on demand
This is your hell, you shall live in
Each day will sever your skin from flesh
Through clouds, we crawl, and weep in vain

The time for your death has been set?
Blood-coloured thoughts adore all beliefs
Deny!! The shades of demons linger
Repent, and step aside, slowly the grief arrives

Do you remember the first times you died?
Would you prefer to delete this misery?
Foe, please suffer in pain
The adjustment of hate and mourning has been set