Cyanide

When the wheels of time spins against me
When the eye of death falls on me
When the body becomes weaker than my mind
I fall on to the paining ground

When the ear can only hear your voice
When there is no deceit and hate
When my eyes cannot see you chaste
I fall on to the paining ground

Lift snake your eyes,
I stand here before you
Coz this face will change forever
And life will face death forever

Here it’s all over in front of the mirror
Take the cyanide in with no tear
Leave my life with plenty of despair
Into death where I can peacefully fight fire

I stand here before you
Lift snake your eyes,
Coz this face will change forever
And life will face death forever