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)