Someone says you’re foul and rancid.
Do believe your guts are rotten.
Death will come with cold embraces.
Game is naught. It’s been forgotten.
Punishment can be rewarding:
You’re not happy till you’ve suffered
Locked for fifteen years in ward and…
You are free and so much tougher.
Win a battle with depression,
Fill your head with crazy notions.
Being under moral pressure
Kill yourself with one swift motion.
Near your deathbed thereafter
World will hear the Devil’s laughter.
22 октября 2007 г.