Made up of "what if"s'
Confusion and twists...
You are chaos and death
But defeated none-the-less

To fear death;
Then long for it
We must be...

Blood boils my we' brain
I can barely contain!
How much words,
They can change!
Soul
Steal!
This cold-steel©
Here feel!
(Head rolls)
From the dead trolls
In my head
Who had taken control
Just for a second
We roll
Together
never forget
With words
you can help submit
Your-self and your own spirit
Which can
(In-turn)
Return
7 FOLD!
So "Go"
AND BE BOLD
But whatever you choose to do...
Don't let your heart grow cold!