when my hands wew tied tightly you choke my neck when my body drooping of limp then you open dagger together with anger dripped with blood wrapped with vengeance dripped with blood uou fist go strikes hard in my face you fist go strikes hard in my body you fist go strikes hard in my soul a dagger has been already a dagger has been already kill, kill, kill, kill if you wants to weaken me a tear drop of in my shoulder a tear drop of in my womb you fist goes strikes hard in my face you fist goes strikes hard in my soul wants to kill wants to kill wants to kill wants to kill when I come a realize didn't I have feel it that pain when I come a realize then I see figure it was bound and I was be die and I was be corpse