Darkened by its own existence
The end no longer exists 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 burst my insane subconscious
From life I took 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 take down
As a bastard son the world has rejected
Life betrays you on each step
On each body that faces you
On each soul that meets you
On each tomb that is closed
