Paroles de Cruel Goodness

As I walk I feel The cold Breeze on my face In this place I suppose there is peace The silence is to be broken by your coming As the time passes my throbs accelerate Because I know the moment that I hated comes near This battle has to finish With it's kingdom of pain And fear And as chosen one I have to apply the final strike Your freedom in death will be the torture of my soul Maybe I don't survive, I don't survive There is no alternative It's to be done I close my eyes So that I don't see I feel smell of blood Forgive me! Goodbye!