My only comfort is in death
My only solace, my dying breath
For release, I have prayed
Thrown past life, not afraid
Lifes a bitch, lifes a whore
Nothing less, nothing more
There is nothing she would do for me
I wi will end this suffering
(chorus)
Existence of one man
Hatred with no end
My madness, my sadness
Immy own savior
The voices are calling
Out of this life, Imfalling
There is one choice, that I see
In raging flames, The Dark One awaits
Existence of one man
Hatred with no end
My madness, my sadness
Immy own savior
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