First she has the entire World,
Then she loses it all.
And when she thinks the worst all pa**ed, its just about to come. A bud of desperation
Has taken now her soul.
Shell need to do the best she can
Cause here starts her war. But shes got to be a master
In the art of suffering well.
And when shes got the sk** to k**
Her mind is ready to begin the conquest
Of the art of suffering well. She must forget her previous time
Shell have to see beyond.
Shell live with no regret at all,
But the pain will never go. She must destroy her feelings.
A mishap she has to own
Shell be at one with darkness and
Spit at Jesuss throne. Demon of sorrow, my life recieve.
I want to play with you Crueltys melody... ... I want to play with you
Crueltys melody...
... In Hell! Shell suffer therefore she will exist
May the Grief be revealed on her
By a psycho succubbu, demon of sorrow her sk**ed soul shall receive. For her, who has improved the art of suffering well.
Give her refuge
Beneath your wings. Give her the keys
That opens the door to the Realm of The Grief.