I look up to the sky
For my own sake
I raise my hands
You're low
I can't tell if I am alive
I'm high you're fucking low
No answer, no sign
You're low
What we are, we are doomed
Satan
My hands are stained, I lick fuckin' dirt,
My world is none, it stings my harmed soul
Find the guts, my throat is soare
Find the guts, my head explodes
Find the guts, my throat is choked
I die
Which God should I praise?
Which help should I wait for?
I descent no more
I die, I am dead