On barren blames withstand hunger pains, learn that poison fruit is

Their only advantage in this game. Breathe it in - it is your last

Chance and it will come like a knife to your throat. Let sweat stand

With tears to greet the blade while you choke. Set up for defeat

They pray on the weak. Addiction is admission to defeat. Breathe it

In - it is your last chance and it will come like a knife to your

Throat. Let sweat stand with tears to greet the blade while you

Choke! Strike the blade make it light the room, make it blind my

Eyes - I do not want to watch you die. Let the sound ring out with

The sour taste of reality that kept your lips glued to the pipe