Follow the brainsick widow in her last show  She s the dark side, the bitch of my soul  The hidden side, a force of destruction in my head  She will rest only when I am dead    Survive is my taste, she hopes I will fail  Too many excuses for her inner cruelty  She knows my dirty thoughts and vile secrets  Criticises my every flow with all signs of perversity    SHADOW let my sins fade away  MOON my only bride  forgive my coming acts, don t force me to survive    She likes to place me in the most deadly situation she can  and forces my will to indulge in many terrible acts  Her ultimate goal is to shatter my will with terror  loving my disbelief, when I see what I have become    Survive is my taste, she hopes I will fail  Too many excuses for her inner cruelty  My final breath dies in the water  where I slowly drown to kill the damned whore