Pleasure Of Unfair

They was there cheering the despair
Drops of blood, pleasure of unfair
Is it written rules on their heads?
How dare they do not try to obey

Taste of the killing
Smells of blood
The last breath
Make those blood mud

Awakened, one more day in life
Hard nights of battles of a knight
Wearing his dark cape
Feeling the pleasure of rape

Taste of the killing
Smells of blood
The last breath
Make those blood mud