The flesh is weak

The dagger that pierces

The bullet that finds its way

Now that you know

Arrived more that in good time

Your Hour

The target is his pride

The damage will be great

Run away through the streets

Who cares about you

Stabs you behind your back

The chaos your eternal conquest

His fall a generous reward

You hurt

Hate at first sight

You has humiliated

Daughter of the discord

You gave birth

The badness you have sown

Bloomed

Watch out

With its thorns

Full of his scorn

Watch out

With his mockery

Hatching your pure arrogance

Look out

Where you step

Their venom

It's a bomb

Will destroy you up inside

Victim of the toxin itself