Walking in a forest I see my name carved on a tree. I raise my head There I am
I see myself Hanging on that tree.
While struggling to death He whispers to me:
I will tell you a story now You will follow a path Written by a perverted society Or you will fall into a grave
Dug by yourself You will fall into a grave Dug by yourself
You can’t change the world You can’t leave society.
You can’t live your own world You can’t live alone Your life is a burden You’ll be depressed.
You have to follow a path Written by a perverted society Or you will fall into a grave Dug by yourself.
Be prepared for changes Be prepared for your short life Be prepared for death Be prepared for your suicideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.