This is real or a memory? I don't know Creepy the night I look for answers inside my mind I can't stand you Get away from me I'm not fine, bitch Leave me alone, you'll never understand What's happened to me or who I am Bitch, I don't care about you think, huh You're in a trap, with no chance huh These attitudes make you'll know the face of evil Burn away from me looking to the barrel my Eagle I can create your murder bitch I'll create your murder bitch In middle of night the beast came meet you Will be my pleasure, introducing you, bitch Help yourself There's nowhere to go Only blood and hate prevail inside of her The lost cenobite, you met The pain and pleasure, the lost cenobite is here Make a wish I'll take your body in pieces The stain on my soul keeps growing Motherfucker I don't need your help If necessary I'll kill myself Later later I'll kill myself Shit, I cannot die I'ma immortal Condemned to pay the sins of the flesh for eternity