I think about life and feel pure hate about being trapped here on this earth

Envying all deceased souls who've passed on from this ruined plane

My dormant hours are filled with fear, my waking hours I will not face

All will to life has expired

I just want to fucking die!



The thought of life reviving is nothing but pure illusion

This impulse to end my life keeps on echoing through my mind



Wishing that I had the strength to extinguish the whole of mankind

I know that this goal of mine will never ever be attained

I hate this fucking human race for what they have all done to me

Driven to this destructive state

Guided by insanity!



The thought of life reviving is simply just pure illusion

This impulse to end my life keeps on echoing through my mind



My cries for help have gone in vain

No need to endure this endless strain

My screams of pain seem devoid of sound

Comfort in death I now have found



Silently pondering... "Why do I continue on with this life?"

Silently wondering... "When I die, will anyone even notice my demise?"