Watch, this isthe only true lawin which you must believe.This is the detachment,and the mistrust for everyone.Your soul it's so dirtyyour mind's so filthyyour heart it's wrong and impure.But I'm not involved,I've no interestin you, in someone,in something of good.There's nothing too goodthis is the law.I can be a princess,I can be a demon,a punk, a thief, a cat,but I want only nothingand you can cry, you can scream so muchbut I'm not involvedI feel only detachmentso fuck you, rot and die.Watch the sun with too opened eyes,and you can't see the world no more.I can be a lonely sea of void,and disbelief myself, and now?It's not you fault, It's not concern youyou know, and tell, this very well.Untelling storiesunbelievable lights,this are rottin now, and more.I'm myself Death Store.From a cursed spaceI was born in sorrow,It's killing time everysecondI kill and slaybut I'm trapped under an horizon dawnbetween the screaming sunsetand the ligh of sun.Death has the mind-deleting machine,and the time-delaying one..Death, with her lovely sonsWar, Famine & Plaguescourge again the world.Did you haveyour nightmares compilation?I have mine, and if I relead 'em on earththe universe fall down.But about everyone,I don't carestay away and livestay away and die,all of this not concern to me.I-don't-care.Neither of me.
The law of detachment
Watch, this isthe only true lawin which you must believe.This is the detachment,and the mistrust for everyone.Your soul it's so dirtyyour mind's so filthyyour heart it's wrong and impure.But I'm not involved,I've no interestin you, in someone,in something of good.There's nothing too goodthis is the law.I can be a princess,I can be a demon,a punk, a thief, a cat,but I want only nothingand you can cry, you can scream so muchbut I'm not involvedI feel only detachmentso fuck you, rot and die.Watch the sun with too opened eyes,and you can't see the world no more.I can be a lonely sea of void,and disbelief myself, and now?It's not you fault, It's not concern youyou know, and tell, this very well.Untelling storiesunbelievable lights,this are rottin now, and more.I'm myself Death Store.From a cursed spaceI was born in sorrow,It's killing time everysecondI kill and slaybut I'm trapped under an horizon dawnbetween the screaming sunsetand the ligh of sun.Death has the mind-deleting machine,and the time-delaying one..Death, with her lovely sonsWar, Famine & Plaguescourge again the world.Did you haveyour nightmares compilation?I have mine, and if I relead 'em on earththe universe fall down.But about everyone,I don't carestay away and livestay away and die,all of this not concern to me.I-don't-care.Neither of me.