the road of carnage which changed my self
lawlessness running rampant is a bull's-eye
searching the dark through this form, like a snake.

I've been put on the executioner's stage.
they jeer and laugh wickedly.
holding upon high my severed head, the peasants say,
"the kingdom of demons is upon us"

manners * nature * estrangement * demons

many peasants died.
the hope for peace was destroyed.
this life is revolting
this is a world of carnage.

manners * nature * estrangement * demons

I throw away myself, and become the carnage.
All the people with hearts, become nothing.
now its too late, everything is destroyed.