When we decide to be insane
Roughly driving me nuts
Cold, wicked , painful , bloody
A mind construction without a face
Just is like the devil
True like lemon , which is sweet
Lives like infinity , never coming to an end.
When will it willingly walk that way?
Undoubtedly wicked as a step mother
Swallowing all our hopes
It was , it is an it will always be
Hurting to kill, killing to hurt.
It never departs