Ripper
No one wants to die, so neither do I,
But those spiritual voices make me cry.
They turn my life into the evil game,
They make me kill and not to feel my blame.
I'm wondering why they have chosen me
And if there's anyone who can make me free.
I'm asking all the gods to save my soul
Though I'm sure they can hear nothing at all.
Anger is burning my soul with a cruel heat,
Night has born a ghost I will never beat,
Fear is making me mad, the voice is watching me
Blood is destroying the person I used to be!
I believe in fate, but I hate my way,
Oh I wished I'd died, that's for what I pray!
I don't have a chance to control my mind,
I could try to fight, but I'm not that blind!
My immortal soul will be the sacrafise,
I am just a slave and I know the price.
In the innosence of a pure blood
I will find myself and I'll scream aloud!
Anger is burning my soul with a cruel heat,
Night has born a ghost I will never beat,
Fear is making me mad, the voice is watching me
Blood is destroying the person I used to be!
Now they won't leave me, they're going to stay.
And for the rest of my life I'll have to obеy.
My mind is being ripped faster and deeper
And as a follow up I'll become a ripper!
Anger is burning my soul with a cruel heat,
Night has born a ghost I will never beat,
Fear is making me mad, the voice is watching me
Blood is destroying the person I used to be!
Muhhahahaha!
*Кто шарит в английском, увидит, что это пародия на небезызвестный The Number of The Beast