Pain is great
I love to hate
Born to die
I've lived a lie
I'm not real
It's all a show
I died a long time ago
At the moment when I was born

What a joy
to feel the agony
Suicide is self-murder
and I'm a life-time prisoner
Locked inside
There's no key
One way out-
What will it be?

Taking the knife
bleed from my guts
Such a beauty
Such perfect rush
My hands shaking
Body's melting
Losing gravity as my veins explode
I couldn't care less to suffer
Just fading out of this hell
Fading and Disapearing
Fading.. and Fading...