Living is ripping, and meding
The world doesn't realize your wishes
No real reason, no sense
Time is invention of death
False cure, deep marks
No limits to the evil of humanity
Scars are not formed in death
Scars of body scars of soul
In your body a moment of pain
All the time, in his soul...pain!
Madness is be sensible in a crazy world
There is pleasure in pain
It's false innocence of bullying
I see the face of the devil in children
For every tear a fake smile
Words that hurt more than weapons
Build up wall and not bridges
Don' t believe , watch out for your soul