Where intentions good -
Wicked sins are hide,
While the darkest night
Crafts the brighter light
With a blood poured eyes,
With an alcohol,
While you're fake-off smiles
Face the universe.

Noone knows out of your pain -
All your suffering are vain,
Noone wonders, noone cares -
Why have I?
It's a cry of my exist,
It's a voice of my protest,
It's an art, that perfect fits
My deny.


That's a margin road,
That's a way you chose,
Reinventing God
In a beauty forms.
You're the purest art,
You're the only God I know,
That is why it hurts
When they come to stripped you down,

Touching what they don't understand -
Take off your fucking dirty hands!
I left nothing for myself
I am finished, yeah


You gave to the world the brightest light,
Striving with the dark in mind -
Noone never knows, what was inside
Leading you to suicide.
This is how it ends for all, like us,
Who can't find a place on Earth:
Is there any way,
Is there any out,
Is there any one
Who
knows about your pain -
All your suffering are vain:
Noone wonders, noone cares -
Why have I?
It's a cry of my exist,
It's a voice of my protest,
It's an art, that perfect fits
My deny.


Someone, who created us was lone.
Now there is no God, cos he died young -
We are just a cry of someone's thoughts,
We are just an art a life brought.
What is all this for?
All I ever did?
Have somebody need me to be live?
Squeezed out till last drop,
Sucked out all of me.
Fuck this all,
Fuck this all -

Noone knows out of my pain -
All my suffering are vain,
Noone wonders, noone cares -
Why have I?
It's a cry of my exist,
It's a voice of my protest,
It's an art, that perfect fits
My deny.

You gave to the world the brightest light,
Striving with the dark in mind.
Is there any way,
Is there any one
Saving you from suicide?..


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