Life is like hell, a long journey to the end,
the only prize you get is death.
You will never know where the dead people went,
On your last day, you just lay in the bed.

[chorus]

How can we ever know what happens after dead, you go away?
Those who know it, they can't come back anymore.
Things that are done, will they always stay?
Life or death, that doesn't matter anymore...

Fear, hate, pain, are those part of prize?
You just work hard, and then you just die?
Is the amount of pain chosen py dice?
Living for death, and then you are in the sky?

Is it a good thing to die, when you know that you fade away?
That someone said that the death brings a salvation...
Life could be better thing in reversed way...
Only thing you need is god... but is he up there?

[chorus]

[guitar solo]

I think that life sucks, it really stinks!
I can almost smell it when I wake up!
I know what pain is, I know that everyone doesn't think...
THE FUCKING PAINFUL HELLISH DEATH!

[bass solo]

[guitar solo]

[keyboard solo]

[drum solo]

I... Truly... Live... In HELL!
Life... Is hard... and mind... is HEAVY!
I... Just... Can't... Navigate... In... My... Chaotic... HEAD!
Head... Almost... Ready... To... EXPLODE!

[guitar solo]

Fear! Hate! Pain! Death!