Chapter III - Make A Change... Kill Yourself

Woke up to another day in this hellhole

My mind f*cks up my soul

Sitting in this rubber cell of mine

With nothing sharp whatsoever

But the mind is as good as any knife

That cuts to the bone

I am a divine interception

Cut as deep as my everlasting pain

Blood flowing

This crappy human medicine won’t cure me

I am immune to it

My great salvation lies within

This suicidal mind of mine

Join me in this wicked state of suicide

Do you feel like cutting your wrist?

Do you have the feeling that you

Want to butcher somebody?

Do you want to see blood

And deep scar wounds?

Do you want to die

Or have a near death experience?

Then try my cure

Take a bottle of Absinthe

And a handfull of razorblades

Empty the bottle and I promise

You will wake up with either stab wounds

Or another persons blood all over you

You scum!

Kill yourself!!!