And the curse that you take,
on the bloody moon night.
You don’t want it for yourself,
But you can’t help.
Your deeds swore you the pain
The pain that your soul deserves.
Life of a guilt, living within,
Shall not seek the peace…
As the filthy soul rest within
All the deeds shall be borne
Sorrows, tears, and moans you gave,
Shall avenge every inch of you.
Try to avoid, run and hide,
Shall bear the punishment you deserve.