I don't forget the faces, I don't forget the eyes
When you crumpled my heart and left my soul to die
Already inside the coma, eaten alive by remorse's aroma
I should have buried you under a thousand betrayals
I should have burned you with your head up your ass
You will never be part of this reality, your fame is swept away like a natural calamity
This is my faithful wolfpack we are hungry for your carcass
This is my wolf pack and you can't save yourself from us