This manipulating voice inside my head cannot stop to complain It wants me to hurt the others, to violate them and to kill them My fists are trying to break my skull under pressure I can't flee this torment and the words it says Nobody really cares about your fate You could be better off dead for them Here it goes again, the grim choir of self-destruction is chanting It becomes silent when I plunge a cold silver blade in my flesh Then sufferings are embracing me while an invisible hand put some salt in my wound Their poisoned voices are rotting me and injuring me so deep You can free yourself of the chains of life And finally being accepted by all Softly the blade will lick your wrist Lay down and close your eyes, join us Darkness embracing my soul as I fall into the nothingness I open my eyes and gaze to my bleeding body All around I can see me dancing at the end of a rope Putting a gun towards my mouth and pulling a trigger As some blades penetrating my flesh This sad voice inside my head cannot stop to complain It puts dark thoughts into my mind and shows me the ways to kill me Drinking poison and taking pills with alcohol And then desire appears, an exit to escape this suffering I finally feel free freom the gazes of the others towards me