I close my eyes, waiting for the light,
Trying to remember the best of my life.
I don´t succeed, it all stays black.
My memories are gone and will never come back.
This dying sense, nothing can hold me back.
I walk upstairs, with a gun in my hand.

Down from hell and up from paradise.
I will send you all days a new surprise.

But in a little bit of time, I´ll return to here,
As the son of god or as a servant of the devil.
I will take my revenge, it will be hard and cruel.
For me it´s a game, but I don´t play by a rule.
I will bring disaster, death and pain.
I´ll destroy your houses, with burning rain.
There´s nothing you can do to avert my wrath,
Because my surprise will be blessed by the death.

Down from hell ...