Mask Of Sickness

Demotivated in life
Bound in chains
Covered with sores
A scar remains

Timeless creation
Not only flesh and bone
There`s nothing left
Nothing to understand

Day by day we`re getting older
Day by day life feels colder
Down and down
Again and again
Rising high through wounds and stains
The cuts are deep
Not in my skin
The string of hope`s becoming thin

Fuck this life
After death
Never ever
Rest in peace

Crawling in the fucking dark
Never healed of this disease

No more tears i want to waste
I won`t spend grief on this disgrace
The war is over- it never ends
What i will leave is my stench
Only the scars will remain
They`ll remind me not to fail