It came to me and holds my hand,
Press my neck and I was away from the land
People hate it a lot because it's so cruel
But the truth is that it rules
It's nothing but death
Which, doesn't allow people to breath
Press my neck and I was away from the land
People hate it a lot because it's so cruel
But the truth is that it rules
It's nothing but death
Which, doesn't allow people to breath