I cling to everything that I don´t hate
You can call it fate
But hate is simply hate
hate comes from a place deep inside
it comes crawling with no reason to hide
skillful, deceitful and powerful it takes you down
it has its dark features, the king of the crown
the King of your mind
the dark side of your soul
it castes you out in the cold
The end of it all is nowhere to be seen
there´s no time to be keen
I´m nothing more than a stray
the hate is killing me, what more can I say