The Beating کے بول

You have no-one to pass pain to and relieve your life Cut your wrist, hung from the neck - freed by suicide Done anything to drive the daemon out of my head Sadness rules, can't take no more - I'd rather be dead I am my enemy, I am my slave I am the tyranny, I decide my fate I am the powersource, I am my god I am the daemon, condemn me to rot, to rot, to rot The beating is restless and pounding my enemy The beating is restless and pounding my enemy I've been away to blow my steam, to exit my hate Exorcise me, anger rise, seals my fate First to come is first to go, no-one dies too slow Killing soothes me, makes me right, 20 more to die I am my enemy, I am my slave I am the tyranny, I decide my fate I am the powersource, I am my god I am the daemon, condemn me to rot, to rot, to rot The beating is restless and pounding my enemy The beating is restless and pounding my enemy