| You like this, don’t you? | 
| You love the sound of the blade | 
| Crossing your tinny blue veins | 
| Those lanes of life that you’ve never | 
| Used and seemingly you never will | 
| You know, the bleeding flesh has an aroma | 
| A perfume I love to smell, a perfect mixture of sweat, blood and tears | 
| Tears like the ones that blind your eyes | 
| Fear takes over your inner site | 
| Isn’t it wonderful? | 
| Isn’t unique to playing god for one moment? | 
| Isn’t it wonderful to practice it on you? | 
| Oh yes, it is and you know it | 
| There is no god, nor laws in this travel my friend | 
| It is just you, you, and you alone | 
| Riding white horses, colorfoul rainbows | 
| And flaming dragons all the way down to hell | 
| Poison runs fast in your fantasies again | 
| Don’t lose your faith in you | 
| Don’t lose your faith in me | 
| Don’t lose your faith in us | 
| Gone are the days of trust | 
| Beautiful mournings never last too long | 
| And the beautiful youth is most likely to follow their example | 
| Tragedy is the sister of happiness and likes to visit her often | 
| Don’t open the door, let her out with the dogs of bark | 
| Whent the best comes it’s time to leave and a life full | 
| Of unspoked desires and poor memories | 
| Is a like a virgin body full of lust | 
| Give it pleasure now, you will love it | 
| I’m alone… father, I’m alone | 
| I’m freaking out… cause it’s my life I doubt |