Overloaded of sick feelings And prescribed drugs Between one blow or two Two bottles or three I don’t understand the world outside But I understand the madness inside me Dragged by an uncontrollable force Full of agony and adrenaline
That sharpen my obscure and darkened senses Walking with bare foot Among sharpen rocks my steps are so heavy By the blood that flows, creating layers Numbed by suffering excited by denial of pain By the smell of death Devastated by pain that frees my soul Of the guilt of my insane sins Screams of lament echoes in my mind
If it’s a sin I love to sin This thirst that I fell Claims for blood and alcohol I'm the slag Tha shadow of all virtue Condensed in lasciviousness, despise absence of forgiveness Dilacerated by hate and anguish that catch me In a hell dead end misery and disgrace
