In a cursed dark night , I was driving
I thought life is all about the winning
I was high , Braindead , I was smiling
To me , race of life  was most exciting

In that dark road, an angel was standing
I didn't saw back then but he was waiting
Seeing my car, quickly he started walking
I couldn't  hit the brakes, he was bleeding

In deathbed , the angel started screaming
He said, he was there to give me meaning
Killed him, just to enjoy  little bit of speeding
That night, even lost fake purpose of living