Lord of mercy, hear this prayer, do you listen?, do you care? We are swine among the pearls, do you really love this vile world? My faith has been raped
This is my skin, battered and blue, this is my body, broken for you This is my world, a sickening view, this is my blood which I spill for you Cut away
nor any reason Can't face the facts, a hostile new age, I hate these words, I cannot turn the page This is, this is, this is - This is
My beautiful scars, bleed the words that I carve Self mutilation is my belief, scabs off the wounds of release My beautiful bliss, crystal clear black
Dark satanic mills I see The hills of life's Calvary Jerusalem's not here Here's my plan B Still finding your way in the maze Killing yourself for a
my veins and in my blood - the truth I see is clear as mud I am infected, I am the host - Father, Son and Holy Ghost Thou shalt not covet, Thou shalt not kill
Swallow my fear, this land Godforsaken Follow the cross, to this crass christless haven On bended knee, you worship the carnal To pleasure your gods,
This World's So Fucked Up - This World's So Fucked Up What I say, how I feel, is surreal This World's So Fucked Up - This World's So Fucked Up
A sad farewell - rejections sting - empty prayers, Hopeless souls - hateful world - killed his faith Through each age - apathy - breeds like a plague
true friend My symphony still my requiem Tranquility still what I most hate My philosophy breeds to spite your distaste I who am I? What is this place
house grows, vicious circles in your vast deep below Poisoned tongue - retaliate - life is like a figure of eight Divide, control, conquered domain The bitch that bred this
Mass hypnosis in demand Subconsciousness plays another hand Ask the question 'Do I know who I am' Reality a concept I can't understand Fountain of truth
Sliceaway the streams of fear, Face the trauma, the black becomes clear Feel the blade feel inner peace, Blood will flow like a pressure release Cracked
have taken the weight of the world As rested on my shoulders And have felt the wrath of wars As fought inside my head This nation's plastic paradise
Blessed are the words 'Of my free will', The God given right to decide Yet I am the canvas for your design, Freedom of speech redefined I am like a voice
My life regressed, childhood's caress Childhood, like the waiting room of the world Unaware of the pain that lies beyond Unaware of the life of pain that
Fivemonths and four to go But now my unborn's fate I know To cleanse me of my sins Tomorrow my nightmare begins In my hands here lies the power Blessed
Tercüme: II Kill. Bilgisayar çağında Confused (Plan B).