I burn myself into remorse… A life of false promises Life is positive? That life gives to me? Only suffering and delusions
Guilty is not of depression or of disease of life But of the human kind So ready to hurt , judge and kill
Now is too late to forgot I will rotting myself in that putrid life And when my end is nera … I will make the best view. And whatching them Dying one by one … Your life ends … with my hate