I'm seating in a small room
i'm assaulted by anguish and fears
I suffer terribly, I torment myself
But I know it's my only shield against you
I drink until I vomit myself out from me
And I'm hating more all that sorrounds me
Alchol destroys me without mercy
But it let me understand how much reality is disgusting

Evenings lost in bottles of wine and cigarettes
while you savoured the pleasures of the life
Your false emotions in common with me
and your forced communication attempts - totally ignored
I watch you far away from me and I feel lonely
I can't support it, but I know that you are not the solution
I escape trough the more painful paths
Hate, indifference and alcoholism.. but I accept it…

What you're proving now that you have in hand that blade
that has opened that deep wound in your flesh?
What you're proving now that you have been assaulted
another time by your paranoia?
What you're proving now that you have been oppressed
another time by the things that you despise
How are you feeling now that you understood
that your life have no fate and no sense?