I'm the d**h observer - I know you're too.
Don't feel shy to be frankly. We need to be cruel -
We are looking for blood with a cynical grin
We need this adrenaline we know what it means.
It's a way to hide fears. A way to feed them up.
We're just waiting for pain & we never say "Stop!"
All we need is to see the pain to have a good rest.
We pay for the other's d**h. We want it at its best.
Searching for supreme power we are d**h's idolaters.
Subconscious fears make us d**h's immolators.
There's a bloody line between dreams & reality.
We try to find the right way to immortality.
Pain & blood seems to us like right choice.
We agree & nobody wants to hear reason's voice.
Same old sick scenario we play day by day:
There's a victim & priest. Of course there's pain.
All we are the d**h observers!
Now you are the d**h observer!
Afraid to face own d**h we become slaves.
There is no rusty chain. There is only fear's maze.
Misery inside of us turns into the hatred for life.
We try to solve the mystery with a sacrifice knife.
We're not ready to realize that we all are dead.
We're wasting our time on illusions & try to pretend
That we are the gods. It's false - we are the slaves.
Fear is the Master. Facing the d**h seems the only escape.
All we are the d**h observers!
Now you are the d**h observer!
There're legions of madmen bonded by chains
Loosing all faith and forgotten their names
Never mind the d**h just never mind
Pray for suicide live for suicide!