Death

When sanity is the part where everyone dreams
When love is one's hate and pain full of screams
Then death is the gift won over the man
In thousands of years hunting human klan

Let the generated mind collapse

Let the generated mind collapse
In overlaod and the millenium debts

Enter the virtual decease and give it a kiss, a kiss of your cursed bliss
Let it feel the joy of unconsciousness and freedom where it hurts
And find the words to explain your hollow point of view
Because there will never be no one who will paint the pain like you do

Suffering is the most beautiful loss af them all
stuck between the primitive and cyber control
unspeakable are the wounds of those who always pay
the price to those to whom they serve as human clay

They were always so proud, too proud to survive
While knowing it was always to hard to stay alive