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Its the maddening cry when you feel like shit

when you feel that nothing you do makes any sense

when you only want darkness

or just being part of an ovni abduction.

The promises don't exist, the story is finished

and when the illusion becomes stronger, it is sooner

there's no turning back, it's time to keep walking

On the path of coldness

Fake tears running on your cheeks

vain words, lies and fantasies

Now I understand how you did it

666 is the purest thing inside you.

High as fuck since last night

the body wants to escape

or maybe just wake up of this goddamn nightmare.

Bloody lips, made by snakes

witch spell, hiding your sharp nails

black all around, feeds my soul

destroying hopes and expectations.

Fake tears running on your cheeks

vain words, lies and fantasies

Now I understand how you fucking did it

666 is the purest thing inside you.

666 is the purest thing inside you.