Cry softly

prepare myself for death - its coming soon
from all the drugs this vision: a bloody moon
you dayly rape my mind - dyou think its nice?
I just stare at you creeps wait to cut out your eyes

I feel all the pain
and they tell me that Im insane
Im sick of what they do
Ill be released really soon
insane

I wish to lick your blood that might be insane
my face shows no emotions I want to enjoy your pain
you say my fuc*** end is near?
in fact Im unborn - just a nightmare? - lets see