Dear addict,
thousands of frames that bring me to pain and who is to blame,you are!
i see you trick me in to the pit of lies for what to see something that will die?
So at the end i feel dead with gilt but only to realized my salvation is not by me but my father who has cleaned me,
So listen to me you selfish being,i stand with the king the one that rains supreme,so father keeps me form listening to painful lies that he brings,
From now on i’m flying with the king,so no more of your lies today you will die,so father kill the addict make him see the pain he brings.