You’ll wish you never signed your pledge to die,
With the stain of your sins.
Down in the dark, you’ll never confess,
You’ll never let the sun break-in.
Why was your affection buried beneath,
Seven years of tolerance.
You can only confound the power around,
Then I’d overlook this chance.

Time’s gone by but not your face,
Haunting my days, giving me chase.
You’ll never win this fight (surrender now)
You merciless disgrace.
My time has come, your time has gone,
Through massacre and tears,
Your scythe can strike my soul again,
But, my heart it shall never pierce.

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Because of you I forged this weapon,
to defend myself against Armageddon.

From this moment on,
I swear to be gone,
From your crimes and your lies.
Sentenced to die!
I will not forget,
I can’t bury it,
All you’ve done is
Sharpen the scythe!