Cell16

Wars upon wars have been treated upon their mind

Things that simply can never be erased

From the tortures towards the lamb which the wolfs feeds

The pebble that was thrown at the face of Goliath

Teeny mighty little sheep was as scared as they could be

Trying to fight but actively flee

Forever being told that she was too weak

And no one care for a sensitive sweet

Years upon years did they try to speak

But the battles that raged in the mind so to speak

Was berated and shattered by the cretinous Razaele

Say his name 16 times to the count and pandemonium will strike off his head

Razaele's name is spoken but no one hears its truth

As its hatred is veiled like the strength of an ox's glue

Once again twice, then thrice as the sensitive sweet slowly drifts away

To the allies to who stood by and watch them wither into the position of a newborn babe

When you come up I shiver like I'm ice cold

My heart stops frozen in time, terrified of your crimes

Your existence was pessimistic merciless horrific

The things you do to rip me apart cell by cell

I'm fallin in tearing apart

The darkness in me

Dhiamondo, Dhiamondo, Dhiamondo she cries out

Dhiamondo, Dhiamondo, hear me

She cries out, for someone to hear this sweet, so left defenceless as its veil of hatred is like the strength of an ox's glue.

Dhiamondo, Dhiamondo

Dies irae ad mortem, flemus ardemus (The day of wrath to death, we weep and burn)

Flemus ardemus

Warning, no warning

All sacrifice suffering silently

Running

Every moment taking hold

Sucking all my energy

Energy

Running

Years upon years I try to speak

Battles are shattered by passionate pleas

Passionate pleas

Say it 16 times to the count

And pandemonium will strike off his head

razaele

(Dhiamondo)

Say it 16 times to the count

And pandemonium will strike off his head

razaele