Darkened by its own existence

The end no longer exists when the spirit leaves the body

Phenomenon that mankind would rather forget 



Shadows and cries

Are found together trapped inside a world

Hateful was your life in the past

To torment someone is your present destiny 



I feel pleasure seeing your agony

It burst my insane subconscious

From life I took nothin' but insults

From death I got irrational pleasure 



Is it possible to feel satisfied after death

Yeah, life has marked you with despair and take down

As a bastard son the world has rejected 



Life betrays you on each step

On each body that faces you 



On each soul that meets you

On each tomb that is closed