Dammend be the one who betrayed me Your rotten, hurting feelings Your ludas personality has showed up Listenin\'to guilty\'s conscience I\'m your solul brother Trust me, motherfucker I\'ve got a flower in one hand an the knife of sin in the other one May darkness be your life Alone on allyour thoughts Trapped in your own grave Waiting for a rottening of yourself Not even Christ belived In a brother\'s treason He\'s been crucifed And the betrayer was damned