Stay away from that f**ing sh** Belief! is my sworn enemy Blood we shed, Blood we swallow Blood is the answer To all your prayers To all your fears So sick, razors are painting the skin So overf**ed is my brain Bleached truth would be revealed As the nature of living! Within my skeptic scene Of all (the) pleasures in one hand The one hand will wash the pain I will retrieve my pain With all ascending snowhite in my scale... (Go and get your weapon. Be deprived...of all that you have inside)