You'll let everyone to die
When backs are turned
And hearts are yielded
No one sees the wall
Slamming into your face
Falling to your death
Helpless and alone
Every hand
That burned the black dress
To white ashes
They'll boil in the sun
Stand a knife up
In their grave
So Satan can have
A good look
At their bloody faces
Two times around
Keep your promise
As they kept their own
If they love betrayal
They'll have to love misery
