Euthanasia के बोल

I'm a prisoner this flesh that it's rotten I have to decide between a degraded life or rest of death Moral suicide, oppressed psychosis Ironic decision, infamous delusions I don't recognized my own carcass I'm hiding in a fetid basement, I feel scare of my own face Moral suicide, oppressed psychosis Ironic decision, infamous delusions I try to live by hope or to die by liberty Who's earn with my life? Who's earn with my death?