Follow the brainsick widow in her last show
She s the dark side, the b***h of my soul
The hidden side, a force of
destruction in my head
She will rest only when I am dead
Survive is my taste, she hopes I will fail
Too many excuses for her
inner cruelty
She knows my dirty thoughts and vile secrets
Criticises my every flow with all signs of perversity
SHADOW let
my sins fade away
MOON my only bride
forgive my coming acts, don t force me to survive
She likes to place me in the most
deadly situation she can
and forces my will to indulge in many terrible acts
Her ultimate goal is to shatter my will with
terror
loving my disbelief, when I see what I have become
Survive is my taste, she hopes I will fail
Too many excuses for her
inner cruelty
My final breath dies in the water
where I slowly drown to kill the damned whore