Testo
Hell is all around me
Or at least it seems to be
I look to the side of me
Emptiness
I look to the other
Suffering and loneliness
I wonder can it get any worse
Let all of this remind me
Of that damn turncoat
Free will
Given to man by god
For he longs to be loved
By those who choose
For with free will comes will
Love will hate
Let the free guns do not be
Roboticly used
Dark days of the human race
I try to see man's beauty
But chaos reigns and it shows the way
My friends won't grow to man's stage
Banish chaos
It is the death of time
Stoping anyone from mutilating me
Death is the face of society
It comes merely by law and that's what I've seen
And it's a so called master
And it turns them into a monster
And it's a so called master
And it turns them into life
Disaster
Disaster
Dark days of the human race
I try to see man's beauty
But chaos reigns and it shows the way
My friends won't grow to man's stage
