Hell کے بول

What the fuck is there to miss A land of sorrow and worthless shit Veins that flood from the needle Or the daggers hiding in the back of love Twisted tongues hiding behind crooked teeth Or the fucked and broken dreams I, the bastard child Now the dead man I, the bastard child Now the dead man My innocence has broken free Vacant, entombed in agony I can not foresee the future For I am already dead Disappointment overwhelms me Floating face down without a sea No one to love; no tears There is nothing here Hell This world is hell Seduced; forever scorned Born in ruins Born in ruins I can't fucking take this I can't fucking take this Rooted in the void, I begin to grow numb Stripping my right, my right to happiness Knowing nothing of what I once was Just let me fucking die