In the middle of the street, it was my fateTo ask for help as I breathe my lastNo one reached out a handExcept for the words, “may they have light”

To hell with this lifeIt turns out it was so bitterNothing remained trueExcept the blood flowing like a river

I see everything coming to an endHuddled in the corner of lifeThe devil is wagging his tailOver the humanity that has vanished

If there are even five people leftFormed from human bloodI will give my soul to the windTo be human is beyond price!