Heretic Soul life is torture

Life is just illusions
Ups and downs what you get
Reaching no wisdom
Except tha fact that you exist
Fallacy, confusion
Chaos. Fall what you get
Ruining every move
Except the mistakes that you make
Arise my friend!
It is going to get you
It is going to get you
Gonna crash you like a copter
Wake up you freak!
It is going to get you
It is going to get you
And abandon like a murder
Cherish all your pleasure
Memorize what you can
Neglect not any hope
'till you restrain
Anticipated will
Manner nihilistic
Nothing gives you comfort
'till your last breath leaves your lungs
Arise my friend!
It is going to get you
It is going to get you
Gonna crash you like a copter
Wake up you freak!
It is going to get you
It is going to get you
And abandon like a murder
Life is torture
It is going to get you older and hopeless