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I think about life and feel pure hate about being trapped here on this earth |
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Envying all deceased souls who've passed on from this ruined plane |
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My dormant hours are filled with fear, my waking hours I will not face |
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All will to life has expired |
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I just want to f**king die! |
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The thought of life reviving is nothing but pure illusion |
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This impulse to end my life keeps on echoing through my mind |
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Wishing that I had the strength to extinguish the whole of mankind |
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I know that this goal of mine will never ever be attained |
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I hate this f**king human race for what they have all done to me |
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Driven to this destructive state |
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Guided by insanity! |
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The thought of life reviving is simply just pure illusion |
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This impulse to end my life keeps on echoing through my mind |
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My cries for help have gone in vain |
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No need to endure this endless strain |
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My screams of pain seem devoid of sound |
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Comfort in death I now have found |
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Silently pondering... "Why do I continue on with this life?" |
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Silently wondering... "When I die, will anyone even notice my demise?" |