A cynical and sadistic world of traitors,
crushed my innocent hopes & dreams.
I have become an empty shell,
ready to
crack and turn to dust.
The burden of living aches like a painfull disease.
I'm tired of longing, trusting and falling...
I find
no further joy on life...
So what's the point in living.
When I'm already dead?
Dreams of suicide are haunting
me...
Longing to just cut those f*****g wrists wide open!!
And to feel the warm flow of life, slowly fade out...
I am not
a masoschist,
I just want this hellish suffering to end!
To just leaver this s****y place,
Whit a bloodsmearded grin on my
face!
When will this happen?
- (Hopefully?) maby never...
Can it happen?
- Absolutely... (time will tell)
[Music by
Vrangsinn]
[Lyrics by Kulde November 2002]
[Kulde - vocals]
[Vrangsinn - Instruments]
