Behind blue skies
An angel of death is hidden
Waiting to the sin
To the lower levels of hell

Is one of your own, is everywhere
He lies to people
In your house, or at school, or at work
He is your friend
But you shouldn't trust him

No remorse on his fantasy
It's stronger than his real life
Wonder how her head would look
Lifeless, on a spear

What difference it makes?
One less person in the world
What reason he takes to kill them all?
To kill them all? To kill them all?

You're not safe