Woke up to another day in this hellhole
My mind fucks up my soul
Sitting in this rubber cell of mine
With nothing sharp what'soever
But the mind is as good as any knife
That cuts to the bone
I am a divine interception
Cut as deep as my everlasting pain
Blood flowing
This crappy human medicine wont cure me
I am immune to it
My great salvation lies within
This suicidal mind of mine
Join me in this wicked state of suicide
Do you feel like cutting your wrist?
Do you have the feeling that you
Want to butcher somebody?
Do you want to see blood
And deep scar wounds?
Do you want to die
Or have a near death experience?
Then try my cure
Take a bottle of Absinthe
And a handfull of razorblades
Empty the bottle and I promise
You will wake up with either stab wounds
Or another persons blood all over you
You scum! Kill yourself!