00:36   I carry the body   I burry the corpse with a knife    making it look like, it was a suicide       01:08    he was screaming for mercy    as the dirt piles over    his body decaying with a clover.    I see it all in my mind    the death of him was a reward.    A Reward of accomplishment.       01:24    This night    I will remember it.   as a lonely night.   As I walk   the path   the knife was in me   bleeding I was,   weakend alone