The flesh is weak The dagger that pierces The bullet that finds its way Now that you know Arrived more that in good time Your hour The target is his pride The damage will be great Run away through the streets Who cares about you Stabs you behind your back The chaos your eternal conquest His fall a generous reward You hurt Hate at first sight You has humiliated Daughter of the discord You gave birth The badness you have sown Bloomed Watch out With its thorns Full of his scorn Watch out With his mockery Hatching your pure arrogance Look out Where you step Their venom It's a bomb Will destroy you up inside Victim of the toxin itself