I'm the king of the night,
your voice in my hand, I have no limits
with a decadent mind,
i am rusting your soul
you light the alarms in vain,
now I'm up too high
with innocent words,
i ask, you always deliver
armies of parasites are behind me
it's a self-inflicted disease,
people,
it's just a story
people,
it's just a story
people,
it's just a story
people,
it's just a story,
people,
it will pass too soon
people,
it will pass too soon