Sitting in my room. With darkness on my side. What the world will used to be? What kind of freedom is outside? Freedom is outside! No! Now my world colopses. Room of darkness stresses. My eyes show me what I never meant to see now. i'll see. Painfull feelings rise in my head. No time to cry, want no life I'll die. Pain it is too much, I worked too hard. My wife fucked around, she's a bitch! Now the end has come. Freedom still outside the door. I can't refuse my escape, calls suicide. I cried too much. You bitch! I worked hard. Oh lord you must help me to decay. See this misery. You can't understand my feelings. Now look at me as I die, why? My soul burns, burned till I fall. You waited so long for my soul. Born to die, too much. And all the people will ask too much. Soulwarfare torture! Will bring death under cover. Torture in my brain. I'm the man who is insane. Suicide in my mind. Faces the death so unkind. Born to die. . . . My soul burns till I fall. You waited for so long For my soul born to die. And all the people will ask why? SuicideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
