I am the one, who has nothing
May reflect in your mind
I cannot save, those from dying
These seven seconds will fly

A singer sings, without returning
A singer sings into flame

I need a sinner, who can speak slowly
I need to think about pain

Now Now now

Waves, lives, echoes
There is a name

Flames, cries, bellows
There is a king

I am the one, who has nothing
May reflect in your mind
I cannot save, those from dying
These seven seconds will fly

Rage, claims, decrepit
None other than I
More, lives, wasted
I’ll let you die

Now