No Pity for the saints, who put me in this grave
The crows have got to eat on the praetorian's lies
They said to know how to love the down
While I'm burning in the sunny blue sky
Oh! I'm sorry, but I don't know why
I'm the killer of the human race
Now I'm a grain of sand, lost in the deep space
I've tried to pray the Lords, but they didn't want to listen
So I put myself down on my knees
And I shook my right hand in the left hand
To pray more strong
To pray more strong
But he won't listen to my pain
But he won't listen to my pain
But he won't listen to my f*cking pain