Thanks to all of you to make me a monstruous serious human i dont know how i grant my survival But if i won't who let me be ? Time to make what i finally planned a great war of generations of this planet is everyone and everything versus me And i think how can i grant my survival But if i ain't think, who is still thinking for me ? This is a cruel world, i say a world of insanity bloodsplatter in the pockets of money Minds are disturbed by deafening screams Rotting desires take possess of all dreams And this is the moment that i waiting for years Can you have a courage to look at me ? and i swear by my hate that you don't last much longer Only by hands that you destroyed before that all this make sense I need only five minutes with you and now you can call reality all the bones that i break and the wounds that i make But if i can't, who make this instead me ? And now this poor creatures call me a monster because the justice is done by my hands but they never think about nothing and the this storie looks that never end.