In the miracle, there's always pain.
For the misanthropy, you'll only get a handful of fame.
You can bleed, but dont wait for me.
Those maggots are filling our glasses again and again.
I want to get out from here, just run away.
You'll stay here with me until the last man's gonna disappear to dawn.
In front of my eyes, the sun is withering and shining.
Thick wall between the light and me is the director of my misery.
My eyes are crying, but the hurt is for someone else.
Take the pity in you'r mind and keep it out from my side.
All the hate I created
It has only got me this far.
We're stabbing each others back's
Nobody's gonna win this war.
It is not describable what I meant when I said I hated you.
The words are now coming out of the grave.
My tears will dry whichever way.
This is the final act of the play.
Spectacle of torment, the son of a whore.
What can I do now,
When all I can feel
Is these spikes through my spine
I despise this world
I despise my life.
I despise these fucking SPIKES THROUGH MY SPINE!
