I Am My Own Judge.

My Sins Had Brought Me Great Pleasures
We Are One And The Same
Deceit Was In My Fu__in' Lips
With A Smile,
So I Knew You!

What Are We
Before Each Other?
We Are The Embodiment
Of Everything That Is Sin

Perfection Will Come
To A Hanging End
Never A Cut Apart From Each Other

Death Is A Rope
Strongly Held High
He Grins For Our Last Breath
And His Ravens Await Our Decay

I Stand In His Ill Judgmental Gallows
I Step Across His Line, Then Redemption Shall Be In His Hands

Forgiveness Will Be
Far Beyond My
Inhales, Exhales
Let's Kill Ourselves!
This Guilty Blood
Was Never Too Young
To Be Reaped
By His Own Self




"The Great Man Of His Time
Is He Who Expresses The Will Of His Time;
Who Tells His Time What It Wills,
And Who Carries It Out"