Testo di Over Sliding-Place

How long will it take me to understand my life? let's describe these horrid scenes such as: the blood, the body parts, attonished attonished by those rotting heads over sliding-place are torments drawing with ink made of blood the infections produced my outcomes million of textures spreaded on the floor those bloody tools were stolen had you ever been trapped anytime by me? now those souls are yours neither of them will give you rest I've thought that I'm insane I have realized that I'm insane I'm going to suffer... sadness in your demential existence sadness in your deteriorated world death for all over sliding - place death for all, you fucking life has gone