I'm in the arena, fighting the beast of the covered face
Nothing seems to affect it, it seems immune
all my punches just to me inflict pain
and drag with them miserable feelings
It doesn't react, cause I am the one spanking myself
while I am trying to attack it
I stepped on my pride and surrendered
Then, the creature took of its hideous mask
It was life!
I tried to kill our mother!
In that moment, I died…