Pain, your life is only a book of pain

but your life it isn't very plain

this possesion of hate

need to be dread

say for your defense

"All for one" to be free.

[Puente]

And all your lies, all your fucking lies...

There's like a swictch blade knife

[Estribillo]

Lies like a blade

see you tomorrow!!

What do you gain?

You only say sillines

it's the same

this possesion of hate

Where do you go?

You are a sinner, a sickmen, a stray lumb

[Puente]

[Estribillo]