Rise my child, rise my blood
Fall your enemy, fall your purity
Oh my god, why I must
fight against my good friends
I cannot reach the goal
I don� want play the role
In this world there is a lot
Of the friends how you call them
But you should know they will lie
They will beat your breakable life
You must stop. This treason.
Understand! They�e not friends.
You must lie, to them now.
You can pray or you can play.
Maybe I can you turn
from my head to be silence
Who are you, why you tell
this things down from the hell.
I am your dark kingdom
I will win and you will fear
I came from your dark soul
Fall you down from so high |
