When these Black days come
so hard it hurts your phones
all your thoughts redirect
to they´re in your chair
a suddent dark felling
spreads all over you
Those in your veins
in your eyes let it throught
.Now your weakness is gone
and you´re back on your own
your head is back on track
and there is no going back
no one will face you now
and they know it somehow
probably because your face is gone
out of shape
Better leave me alone this part of times
I can send the warn i´m not feeling fine
This mads im your fall is almost done
I´m not on my own and i´m hate plus one
I walk alone on the earth
most deamted
with my superiority
i´m such an intact
if you all go ride i led the other way
and now i love you
don't even dare to follow me
i walk alone
you think you say what ever pleasures you
is that isn't?
still you insist in talking sheet
you little fucker
you better deasapear and die away from here
cause if don't
you will descend me to hell
and burn
better leave me alone this part of time
i can send the warn i'm not felling fine
this mad of folls is almost done
i'm not on my own and i'm hate plus one
hate plus one
hate plus one

INVIA LE CORREZIONI