His nature of conviction lies in the cavity
Known as his heart
Cast from an empty vessel that's capable of plague
As it misleads the deceased
He will sacrifice the rosy flesh of the defiled
Walls of the lifeless vault
Echoed lethargically
From souls, from souls of the sovereign

Tonight you'll be cursed with seven years of bad luck
The feeble mirror will show the rust of this disgust
Reshape your thin line of fucking hope
Suppressing, of the hopeless

The truth of your reflection has lied to the world

Relentless
The depth of compromise has been repeated
Dissect the love of your desires
You got what you deserve
Human-kind's diseased'