Go To Hell

Go To Hell

I am the feeling

I am the mistery of Gods

Spreading all in blood

You are the fearest

Of evil with memories to lie

And you always know

*That here are the pain

Here are the thieves

Look at this mirror

You're lost in this way

In the darkness of your soul

Fear all the hate

Fear all these tears

You call the heroes from hell

*You make them cry

Steal their mind

Then go to hell

No one to hear you

No Angels or Demons

So here's what you did and you'll pay

Shall you live or die

So now this could be more cruel

They know what I've steal and I'll

Keep going on for the pain

Living inside your blood

And here are the pain

Here are the thieves

Who's in this mirror

Ignored by hate

And i know the burden hurts

And Fearing your grave

Fearing confused

You call the heroes from heaven

You make them cry

Steal their mind

Then go to hell