Come on!
Fucking bastards, they don't care about your soul.
The contract is signed, you're just an easy gain.
Cynicism is driven by their worthless asses,
And they forget that we're people at first.
Cold hands and perfectly sharpened knife — the key to success.
You're just a gain!
Cold hands and perfectly sharpened knife — the key to success.
You're just a gain!
I'll get out of this place!
I promise you.
I'll put an end to this anyway.
I'm gonna hide away my heart
Baby gotta push you away
It's up to you if you stay
But I don't think I can play
This cry again no more
No more
This cry again no more
No more
Anyway
Oh. The pulse has stopped.
Cold bloody hands did their job,
I thought it never ends.
I planned to be a creator but I am a saver.
I take this strength where was a human life
And make it something out of a crazy cult
And saves hundreds of lives.
I'm gonna hide away my heart
Baby gotta push you away
It's up to you if you stay
But I don't think I can play
This cry again no more
No more