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Near the insanity I feel my soul exposed to the hate that rises in me erases the reason For which I must rebel against my existence I scream with fury ?sacrifice this mortal life?. My being starts to spoil, my sight distorts the hope the lack of blood allows my head to dellate Without turning back I start my ritual this perfect fucking crime will be against me. Drowning in my own being Questions of what I used to be. (Questions of what I used to be) As I am dying in this agony, I think if this rope could free my suffering. Violation of my so called rights cold instance obsessive yearning of a true life Those remaining seconds of emotions can't heal this doubt the ruins of a sad life, away has gone. Drowning in my own being Questions of what I used to be No one could brought me down (only me) Wings of suicide forever free. Aus Songtexte Mania