Rain of Snails

I'm praing in the forest for rain of snails
You're lying in a cradle made of nails and chains
Down there are the ruins of my soul
The hell was the only place where I found hope

Your hair is shining like the snow that falls
Down from heaven but you still don't know
That you have to stay away from this lake
It's colder than your frozen soul

I'm here just for you
The fly shows no sign of shame
While eating the bloody jam
I keep the flowers of rage just for you
Cause you makes me feel like a frame
On the wall covered with the portraits of shame

The rain will fall to clean us all

I need you to hate me more than all you've ever hated
I need you to hate me more than all.Why don't you hate me