I am no one
Put on this world as a killer
With my words you die
Turn around the blinding
With a mask of lies
You prepare the bodies, and I'll prepare the ice
Murderer with a mask
With him I find myself
Not lost anymore
No more death on my hands
My hate is lifted from
All their is left to do
Pick up the blood
Put on this world as a killer
With my words you die
Turn around the blinding
With a mask of lies
You prepare the bodies, and I'll prepare the ice
Murderer with a mask
With him I find myself
Not lost anymore
No more death on my hands
My hate is lifted from
All their is left to do
Pick up the blood