Deadend - Made Of Hate

Another fail

Another tear

Great endless pain

It’s all up here!

You’ve said I’d make it And I believed

You’ve gone too far

Pulling me here

I remember your face

And one day I’ll come for you

My Sun is black

Day is a night

Wind blows into my eyes

No one remains

Here is only me

I’m stuck here

in this blackest dead-end!

So I’ll grab my fists

Make my wounds healed

My scythe is sharp

I’m ready to fight

And trough the blood

I’ll make my path

Death creeps up on my shadow

That’s friend of mine!