| I’m so cold and empty, growing in me a non-existent life |
| I can’t take this anymore — I’ll kill myself today |
| Jesus has possessed me 10 years ago |
| Don’t let me free |
| I’m trying to get rid of him |
| But stronger that me Encircled me Torture me The destiny |
| Power of the cross |
| I’ve never felt-holy bible |
| Don’t exist |
| How could I reach the end |
| There is no answer with crucifix in my hand |
| He took my life away |
| His history enchain me defiled and put me in… cut me to pieces |
| I' will kill myself and he will die too |
| I’m going insane |
| Getting weaker |
| Kneeling in my room |
| From the first cut to the last drop of blood |
| Pain I’m enjoying the tortured moan of agony |
| Collapsing |
| My heart is barely pumping |
| I can get all I want to be Dead |
| Alone |
| Free… |
| My arms are bleeding |
| Eyes are turning to empty sockets |
| As I leave my body behind |
| I’m out of my own body |
| Dead white-face starting at me |
| I know that was me grabbing |
| The knife-end is near on my chest |
| Engraving |
| Bloody words are flowing |
| Speardind my arms |
| Reading Jesus is dead |
| Screaming! |