We´re on a fight I see you running from behind

And in your hand I see a weapon shining bright

I´m full of sweat from fighting with my enemies but it´s all worth it to see you falling down your knees.

Yeah.

There is no saviour who helps you till the better end you´re on your own at this godless never resting fight.

There is no saviour who brings you to the other side. We´re at the end, you´re drying out from the amount of Blood...

From the amount of blood..

You´ve lost.

We are on a fight with ourselves

Back in the days i can´t think about something else.

I was struggling with my mental disorder but this is what makes my punches even harder

After years this is moving in my head, makes me hate myself to death

And it turns the whole world red

Fuck.