Dear Friends — текст песни (Agathocles)

Dear friends, how does it feel to be stabbed in the back,
Dear friends, how does it taste, the poison in your venomous mouth ?
But dear friends, the reason you live, has no meaning at all,
`cause dear friends, the holes of your graves,
have already been dug in my mind,
Yes, dear-friends, I don`t give a shit about your artificial lives,
`cause dear friends, the scars I still wear, have been cut by your knives,
And dear friends, this goes to you, it`s my way of saying thanks you,
Yeah dear friends, I`m singing it now, let`s hope on your funeral too,
Thank you all - my dear friends
Please die now - my dear friends