Lyric by S. Rehbein





Underhanded you break through me

Tears the flesh with bare hands

Writhes under distorted expression

Screaming, groaning for my life



No emotion of mercy

Merciless always further dig

Whimper in a lake of blood

No unconsciousness delivers me



Counterpart from hell

This is your curse



Finally you stop to burrow

Allows me a short period

While my strong limbs are referring

If I my blood more arouses



One moment I conclude with it

A stoke long I stop to pester

So you will press me down again

So damned



My violence

Is your accord

The gas

In your cells

Only you want

To count for me

To suffocate

My doubts in the bud

Come let us

Do this now

You want

The same

The last hurdle

Is clear

This barrier

Breaks so silently