Lets visit friends
Their graves are digged
They taking reast
They followed greed.

I'm buryed alive
next to your sit,
It will pass in time
when I'll sutisfy
my personal needs.

You giving me help,
I never so that.
But I'm loosing my streinght
it pushes me back.
You giving me hand,
To help me get up.
But I'm getting the weight,
That pushes me back.


The rain of the blood
Is flooding your pain.
Every step that you make
Makes me insaine.

It's all for the best.
I'm ending a breed
By burning the nest
Of realy bad seeds,
fallowing my personal needs.

You giving me hand,
To help me get up.
But I'm getting the weight,
That pushes me back.
You giving me help,
I never so that.
But I'm loosing my streinght
it pushes me back.