Blame my strenght to burn survive through agony perception of the unclear no traces forever more Almost blind, a new day has born lay down in front of me exit victim of desire hopeless run from the edge is lost the young attitude to live the decadence is perfect for our hunger And image the scars you carry older than man are all you desire is not distant raise above tha chaos masterization of the art of pain masterization of the art of pain I am born I am born Submitted to ancestral disgust behold the forsaken autonomy despise my first steps what will be known in my blood