It is a bad time
A father, a mother cry
Bloody death, attacking, punching, losing
Sustained destiny
The man is burning
No one protected
Star signs, a soul like a prophet
Mutilated without mercy
Tumult in the head
Body is bloody
Silent, sitting in silence
Terror and fright
I've captured my chance
Until tonight
I'll search my fate
I'll destroy the place
Should be punished and beaten
No one protected
Star signs, a soul like a prophet
Mutilated without mercy
Wish you weren't born
Blind and tense and begging
Without remorse
Prophete needs to die
Wish you weren't born
Blind and tense and begging
Without remorse
Prophete needs to die
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