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