This manipulating voice inside my head cannot stop to complain
It wants me to hurt the others, to violate them and to kill them
My fists are trying to break my skull under pressure
I can't flee this torment and the words it says
Nobody really cares about your fate
You could be better off dead for them
Here it goes again, the grim choir of self-destruction is chanting
It becomes silent when I plunge a cold silver blade in my flesh
Then sufferings are embracing me while an invisible hand put some salt in my wound
Their poisoned voices are rotting me and injuring me so deep
You can free yourself of the chains of life
And finally being accepted by all
Softly the blade will lick your wrist
Lay down and close your eyes, join us
Darkness embracing my soul as I fall into the nothingness
I open my eyes and gaze to my bleeding body
All around I can see me dancing at the end of a rope
Putting a gun towards my mouth and pulling a trigger
As some blades penetrating my flesh
This sad voice inside my head cannot stop to complain
It puts dark thoughts into my mind and shows me the ways to kill me
Drinking poison and taking pills with alcohol
And then desire appears, an exit to escape this suffering
I finally feel free freom the gazes of the others towards me
