The Death

I'll try to forget now
The things you told me
'cause we are living in a sick world
Distractions everywhere
Masking all around
Memories that never come back
The taste of blood on my tongue
The taste of blood on my tongue

So burn your memories and delete them,
Close your eyes!

Oh, the death, the death is comming
Ooooh, the disgraced, the disgraced is suffering again
Ooooh, who's gonna, Who's gonna kill them
Ooooh, those bad things, the chaos will begin
It's the end...

The war is comming
I have many guns, but they aren't enough
To destroy definitely who you are
There are many bodies
And blood in my arms, but I swear, it's
True, this wasn't my fault
This wasn't my faut

Oh, the death, the death is comming

Ooooh, the disgraced, the disgraced is suffering again
Ooooh, who's gonna, Who's gonna kill them
Ooooh, those bad things, the chaos will begin
It's the end...

Oh, the death, the death is comming
Ooooh, the disgraced, the disgraced is suffering again
Ooooh, who's gonna, Who's gonna kill them
Ooooh, those bad things, the chaos will begin
Oh, the death, the death is comming
It's the end...