The lack of desire pushed down
Pushed down on your face
Dark scenarios constructed on fate's dime
Changing all that's around you
Hope seems so far from here
When will this agony cease?
How can I fill this void?
Suicide infects my mind,
Poisoning all that's left inside
Suicide invades my mind,
Fracturing all that's left inside
My soul standing over my own flesh
How can I make this agony cease?
Suicide infects my mind,
Poisoning all that's left inside
Suicide, it takes my mind
Crushing all that's left inside
Life does not end in death
I was not meant for this world
I can tell it's my time to leave
Time to greet death with a smile
Tortured and twisted, diseased and fucked
Fear is nothing more
Nothing more than an illusion
Death is nothing more
Nothing more than an illusion
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