They see me in black
And they want to exterminate me every day
Gusła, prayers, thorns
They stick at me and I tell you ...
Don't let go of the steam quickly
At the sight of my bend, tomorrow
My eyesight, it pierces you
Eye, brown, eye, brown

oo
Before I say the end
Look in the eye
And say if you feel anything
Your fear feeds me

I come when you yawn
Take your last breath and run
Spells won't raise anything
Eternal is my throne
forgive

Don't let go of the steam quickly
At the sight of my bend, tomorrow
My eyesight, it pierces you
Eye, brown, eye, brown

oo
Before I say the end
Look in depth
And say if you feel anything
Your fear feeds me