Everyone says your soul is cursed, You act like there’s nothing to stop before, You’re not listening to anyone, just to yourself, Breaking through everything like there is nothing left, You have no feelings, they are gone for good, Enjoying the sorrow when the others suffer, The fullmoon makes you howl like a wolf Yes, you are insane! No one can help you.. CH: I wonder who the hell you are. What kind of filthy beast? How can you make everyone to be afraid of you, The evil itself, they say about you, But in your dark eyes there‘s nothing but the sadness. Living in a world with your own made-up rules, Just keep pushing forward, burning all fuels, Murder and violence, racism and many other views If this is the life, why would you be an exception?