The tenth he made the kill

As I paid the bill

He was a demon I 'hired'

He brought me blood so red

Brought me the dead

My enemy sacrificed

Fools dies - I manipulate your tragic fate

Some cries - I celebrate the darkness Eve

Look out number two

what will be done to you

We don't want you to die

We take you piece by piece

Create you enemies

Your small empire has fallen

Feel pain -

scream out in vain, forge your own chair

I've gained -

I love your pain, I love your pain

He'll teach you not to play around with hell

He'll show you what it's like

I bet you understand things better now

But it's too late to hide

He enslaved your life

With your own knife

And ridiculed your pride

Fade 'til you are gone

Into oblivion

Beyond the solid walls

Suffer - degrated pride and locked inside

Weak mind - nowhere to hide, try suicide

GORARA, I hail you

Your work is so beautiful

You are a true artist

I hail you once more!