I can see the future
through my trembling hands
shivering in silence
waiting for the end
haunted by your anger
an obsession in advance
desperately longing for
any other circumstance
the darkest star is glowing
behind a deep red sun
but it won't light out your way
when you start to run
where are my black angels
when I need them most
guide me through this burning hell
to pa** those whispering ghosts
me an the k**ing machine
my fate seems to tell me
prepare for your end
don't listen to your inner soul
cause it's from heaven sent
I close my eyes to wait for
what I cannot change
in this burning flames and hell
even d**h is strange