This so called feeling
Spreading disaster
Strangling it's meaning
And coming now faster
Prepare for the fight
Love comes in it's might
Sharpen your swords
Destroy it's empty words
Fear not the rotten smell
Don't let it cover your soul
Whe now share the same goal
To avenge the many that fell
Prepare for the fight
Love is only pure blight
Sharpen your swords
Kill it's empty words
Do you know, my dear?
It blinds your dream
Daily makes you scream
Riding a perverted beam
Sinning in an endless stream
Prepare for the fight
Love will be dead at sight
Sharpen your swords
No more empty words
