Death comes from the unknown
Darkened by its own existence
The end no longer exist when the spirit leaves the body
Phenomenon that mankind would rather forget
Shadows and cries
Are found together trapped inside a world
Hateful was your life in the past
To torment someone is your present destiny
I feel pleasure seeing your agony
It burnst my insane subconscious
From life I look nothin' but insults
From death I got irrational pleasure
Is it possible to feel satisfied after death ?
Yeah,life has marked you with despair and takedown
Death welcomes you as a seed lost in oblivion
As a bastard son the world has rejected
Life betrays you on each step