Dead man, another dead man 

there are no limits to his violence 

there isn't enough place for everyone 

even you were not esteemed in this bloody history 

Storms of pain ,poisonous days 

Get away...why is all this born? 

My body is in the garbage, now so far from my soul 

I wash my hands off .. 

my life is over 

I wash my hands off.. 

stay away from me 

do you like this? 

Hearing no noise 

Do you want to kill me? 

Your game has 

No rules anymore 

I am so alone again 

So far from my true life.. 

You could fly in the sky 

You will feel it inside 

I feel the pain in your eyes and in your days