كلمات The Suffering

Twisting your life through sorrows of sin. Fighting this hell in which we live in. Think of the past, things you have done. Look to the future in which you have none. Pain in your mind, receiving your death, Planning a way a sickening end. What has been done to cause such a state? A man with no heart, no love only hate. [chorus] And then you die. Self destruction. End to it all. Disgusted with man, the world he creates. The future is certain, for blood I will take. Using my hands, instruments of death, gouging all flesh, nothing to spare. Life in this race why should I care? Slash my own wrists, do I dare? This is the path, more lives I will take. and then my own life. [chorus] Genocide, cannot have, I will take who I can, One by one, maybe more, Rid this world, human scum. Why do I feel this way? Should I feel remorse? Is this my only path I'll take? My only course?