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.