Songtext von Stop the Madness

Ornament of wounds on your veins. Thousand black holes in your brain. Can't live a day without a fix. Kind of life that makes me sick! Creating your own paradise, Death shall be the final prize. Stop the madness! Before it's too late. By your own hand Stop the hand of fate. With every day you fade away. Personality disintegrate. The only thing now on your mind (Is) to rob and steal just to survive. Abstinent pains show you hell, And from now on here you shall dwell. Stop the hand of fate Before it's too late. Save yourself from mortality. Stop the madness closing in!