You were walking on the devils' trail
And the end is extremely fucking near
I will look down at your corpse and smile
I'm running out of bullets.

In every corner and every alley,
Another place to hide, you're running
Through the city and i can smell your hair

I followed you into your house,
Put a gun straight in your mouth
And that was the end...
You begged me "don't kill me"

By the time the lights were turned on
A thousand bullets were in your heart
It's not enough...
I'm choosing a weapon to kill you