What happened to my world,
Who can tell me?
Who has begun this useless war?
I can't see
Any reason to be dead.
I don't want to rot instead 
Of the people who believe
In the purge by being killed.

Everything I do is wrong,
All I want is some fresh blood.
Can't you see that I belong
To the hell of my false gods.
Everything I make is war,
Everything I feel is hate.
I won't save my dying world
From destruction... It's too late.

I'm bleeding. Who can heal?
My heart has stopped.
I see no exit, no retreat
I'm still shocked
At the methods to be dead.
I don't want to rot instead 
Of the people who believe
In the purge by being killed.

I have killed so many times,
Now I have become a crime.
I have crossed that thin red line;
And the sun will never shine
On me.