I show my cell to you, friend I show the form of captivity Come down and see my torture This place is filled with depravity Suicide Genocide Homicide, the words of wicked Your eyes Your lies Your dirty tools of hatred Suicide Genocide Homicide, the words of wicked Your eyes Your lies Your dirty tools of hatred They belong to me in my own cell My crimes, my past Stop fucking with me in my own hell My fear, my choice, my life They belong to me in my own cell My crimes, my past Stop fucking with me in my own hell My fear, my choice, my life I show the dirt of prison I show the other part of life Look at my handcuff's in there I wear the ropes of afterlife Infanticide Regicide Matricide, the words of wicked Your eyes Your lies Your dirty tools of hatred Infanticide Regicide Matricide, the words of wicked Your eyes Your lies Your dirty tools of hatred They belong to me in my own cell My crime, my past Stop fucking with me in my own hell My fear, my choice, my life They belong to me in my own cell My crime, my past Stop fucking with me in my own hell My fear, my choice, my life I know what you want from me I expiate when I want to Don't try to break my chains down My atonement is my salavation Ignominy Ignominy Ignominy