Buy rope, soap
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We are already following you
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I scream between two deaths
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Until I tear my throat
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This is my black prana
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Demons whisper the truth to me (the truth)
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The doctor sewed up my wounds (wounds)
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But the mind is forever poisoned (poisoned)
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You will fall asleep in your blood
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Knife in the stomach fucking hurts
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Will soothe your soul
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The door to darkness will open
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I don't want that anymore
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Kick the stool under me
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I charge and scream
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I have already tightened this noose myself
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Only you see this world
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Yes, yes, we devoured it
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Look carefully and cry
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He is now unidentified
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All the air has been burned on it for a long time
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And everything that survived after (after)
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Blind, perish and go out
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All the stars around him
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Heard the call, smelled the blood
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We've been chasing you for so long
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Endure this stench, take off another layer
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Fucker is already near you wait and don't whine
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This is my black prana
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Demons whisper the truth to me
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The doctor sewed up my wounds
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But the mind is forever poisoned
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This is my black prana
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Demons whisper the truth to me
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The doctor sewed up my wounds
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But the mind is forever poisoned
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My dark lines creep again
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Again the voices prevail, oh gods
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I am not a carrier, a carrier of infection,
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But the source of darkness, metastases in the soul
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And I have no more strength to write about it
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Something otherworldly pressed into the bed again
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Don't breathe
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I feel a presence, something presses on my chest
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I can't move
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Shadows around, distorted faces
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Do not turn the black page
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There is darkness in my head, only infernal dregs
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I-I-I-I!
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I just want to live, understand!
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With normal people, but they are everywhere
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I fell victim to their trap
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Days buried alive
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I can't sleep, and if I fall asleep, then only nightmares
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My dark blessing...
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My secret guests and it is better to keep silent about them
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Mutilated mind puzzle to pieces
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Evil grain sprouted as if the darkness in me did not sprout
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Mutilated mind puzzle to pieces
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Evil grain sprouted as if the darkness in me did not sprout
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The darkness in me did not sprout...
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The darkness in me did not sprout...
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This is my black prana
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Demons whisper the truth to me
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The doctor sewed up my wounds
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But the mind is forever poisoned
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This is my black prana
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Demons whisper the truth to me
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The doctor sewed up my wounds
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But the mind is forever poisoned |