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 won’t 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
Oh, the disgraced, the disgraced is suffering again
Oh, who's gonna, who's gonna kill them
Oh, 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

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