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Teksty: Occult. One Way Out.

Seeing, my life as it is
No purpose, no goal, no destiny
Feeling...my feelings are numb
What the fuck do I care
Violence...is my only way
Disagree and you will know why
Religion hands no answer to me
A solution can not be found

I don't know what to do
Climbing the walls of sanity
I can't take it much longer
These days of ongoing torment

Hatred...is all that remains
Directed at all I see
Why are you judging me?
Point your finger at someone else
You stop talking to me
I don't believe a word you say
No one has an answer for me
A solution must be found

I don't know what to do
Climbing the walls of sanity
I can't take it much longer
These days of ongoing torment

There is only one way out

Suddenly I know the answer
Blood is flowing from my whrists
Soon I will depart this world
And will be free...

I'm getting cold, bloodflow
Grows weaker, I'm almost there
I can't await the altered state of total freedom
My life is dripping away, it all changes today
I will not repent, for now
I see my misery ends...free at last