You said to me that I was your friend
Despite the bitch that you were
Among to believe and to deny
A brain in a cage without a mind level

No compromise
For yourself
Divine
Desire bitch!
She sells… death!
Among your knees
She sells… death!
For make you bleed
She sells… death!

If I had to test your intellect
An ant would reason more
I gave you my welcome
To pray with your sins
There's no excuse to survive
There's no way to make you pay for
Suffering, illusion, it took me more
It's very hard to accept you
‘Cause the mistake was to have known you

You said to me, that I was your friend
Despite the bitch that you were
Among to believe and to deny
A brain in a cage without a mind level

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