I don't forget the faces, I don't forget the eyes

When you crumpled my heart and left my soul to die

Already inside the coma, eaten alive by remorse's aroma

I should have buried you under a thousand betrayals

I should have burned you with your head up your ass

You will never be part of this reality, your fame is swept away like a natural calamity

This is my faithful wolfpack we are hungry for your carcass

This is my wolf pack and you can't save yourself from us