Hey, pretty facenyou think that you can hidenbehind this mask of yours.nnHey, prison cellnyou can not keep me herenSilent waters are deep you knownnI cannot see the man that you can see in menI cannot kill this guy not even if I triednI think I need to run to make myself a homenI need to seperate the living from the deadnnThis is the mind you came to fightnCall it fateful!nDon't be a plague, a spell to killnYou should be grateful!nnHey, pathetic foonyou do not see this cursencould be a blessing in disguisennhey, little maladynI found your fatal tracenthat led me to your hideaway