There is no will to forgive This should be the god feature Mine are much worse Believe me, you don't want to know You don't want to hear But you have already seen How the hate is growing inside me How I changed my manner Now I rule by fear Dreadnaught on my own Drunken by power I signed the devil's deal I see red curtains before my eyes They persist the will of removal But as the traitor waits for the final move Together with my body they will fall I don't feel that I could hate myself