- cifra
Face yourself in
Burns with fortune
Comes with the falling rain
Peels down, racist game
Death falls, blood pours
Then we see lies pour, lies pour
Come to the falling, life's near the end
Life's end is guessing, for understand
Feel that wetting, need to restrain
Holding nothing, leather and string
The killing comes first
The killing comes first
Letting the ending melt barren land
With that one thing, can't understand
Relive nothing, waste my own time
Accomplishing zero life passes by
Face your fear
Face it with blue skies, blue skies
Living is misery, misery
