• My demons whisper,
    The death that comes hither,
    A phantom of the dreams I've made,
    The dreams I've broken, those left unsaved,

    The dreams left undone,
    By those dead before the sun,
    Those dead, lying in dark blood,
    By my hand, these memories a flood,

    I can't run away from my past,
    Until my last day, the very last,
    I'm not a hero, not a revolution, nor a damned idol,
    I'm just a man, not a religion, just a homicidal,
    Maniac.