Look out this false humanity
Greedy mass of lunatics
They cut a pitiful
Markets banks isn´t it beautiful?
Nervously trading at the stock
Do I win or loose my dead capital?

The nightmares which me hook
I see blood all over the bodies of my companions
Every body dead, cut in half
A bloody butchery made by a lunatic

Frenzy he stepped in
Looked around and shout the sin
Take refuge - no escape
Shooting sound
Paralysed