I will tear off my shroud
From this grave I must escape
I am tired of this death that
Suffocates my ideal
I will try to escape
I will look for my place
All sick things will be destroyed
Mutilated is my body
Worms eat my mind
I am on my way to hell I will try...
Whoever put me on the path
br/>Today I want to bury myself
I will not turn off my thoughts
I do not have time to wait I will try...
They will die, they will die...

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