I show my cell to you, friend
I show the form of captivity
Come down and see my torture
This place is filled with depravity
Suicide
Genocide
Homicide, the words of wicked
Your eyes
Your lies
Your dirty tools of hatred
Suicide
Genocide
Homicide, the words of wicked
Your eyes
Your lies
Your dirty tools of hatred
They belong to me in my own cell
My crimes, my past
Stop fucking with me in my own hell
My fear, my choice, my life
They belong to me in my own cell
My crimes, my past
Stop fucking with me in my own hell
My fear, my choice, my life
I show the dirt of prison
I show the other part of life
Look at my handcuff's in there
I wear the ropes of afterlife
Infanticide
Regicide
Matricide, the words of wicked
Your eyes
Your lies
Your dirty tools of hatred
Infanticide
Regicide
Matricide, the words of wicked
Your eyes
Your lies
Your dirty tools of hatred
They belong to me in my own cell
My crime, my past
Stop fucking with me in my own hell
My fear, my choice, my life
They belong to me in my own cell
My crime, my past
Stop fucking with me in my own hell
My fear, my choice, my life
I know what you want from me
I expiate when I want to
Don't try to break my chains down
My atonement is my salavation
Ignominy
Ignominy
Ignominy