So here I am again - against the world. My blood is boiling with rage, I can't it hold. Life - still the same unfair scum. I had decieved myself, what I have done?
I hate my life, I hate my soul, I hate myself, I hate it all. I feel my mind losing control, Inside I watch my idols fall.
I was hoping too much, too much believed. I raised up idols in hutch inside of me. They terrify, but they are frail. They built up by thoughts and fears and doomed to fail.
I was naive and paid for it by tears. I was too close to truth that I found in my fears.