Vices and nices came in black dress To mourn your death without stress As your sympathy mingles with lies And your sweet words with poison ties Cursed worms will relish your flesh When, you, to hell their blest I'll shed no tears at your funeral I'll shake and fears at your funeral It's the end of scary nightmares That haunts life's daring dares Your hearth filled with venom of destruction Your love is fake, filled with extortion