Now that my war is over,
This last call has to be done
Rapped by the thoughts of living, death
Blackens everything
This distress of being
In this shit called life
This undescribedly torment
Of pain and lies
All in this world is pain and lies
I have tried and failed to it's kind
Fulfills it's lies
And make this prelude
Final and one of it's kind
My mind purges this last time
And blood starts to flow
I lean myself within these feeble screams unhallowed
The first feeling arrives fast, thoughts of death grows
As I take this final step
Towards thy call
In these times of the fury of my mind
I will end this all with
My own will of life
Buried all in my past without no-one
Existing sympathy from your kind
Drawing down the depths of loss
Paid the price for nothing exists
In this life without a cause
Prelude to depression, life holocaust