There are too many appetizers in the funeral.
The crows are singing for the spirit,
No one to mourn for my wicked mentor
His journey to the abysm has began.

Shall i follow my mentor?
My lord,will i take your place?
Have you ever seen my flooded brain?

BETRAY!!! the evil way of morbidity!
BETRAY!!! the selfishness of integrity?

The blood from my hand,is so fresh and symbolic,
But my oath to thee master will fade with your ashes,
While it's DRAGING ME OUT from your evil intentions.

To establish the rotten prophecy
Shall i commend the devilish farm to the faithful?
And yet... my own faith is signed with blood!
As i remeber it well...

BETRAY!!! the evil way of morbidity!
BETRAY!!! the selfishness of integrity?

Insufficient joy at the funeral.
Another soul to the abysm,
Flashes of memorys in my brain
My youth with thee immortal?

I'll never sacrifice a minute to cry,
You... in my memory shall die...
In your mind, the evil way shines...
And i shall BREAK THE OATH!

BETRAY!!! the evil way of morbidity...
BETRAY!!! the selfishness of integrity?

Too many appetizers in the funeral...