There was chaos in your childhood
And in your adolescense
Fight to survive
Promiscuity and pestilence
Tormented brain
Tormented brain
Your balckened soul
Has lost all hope
With fearless violence
Without reason to exist
Midway through your life
You hide yor sins
Your heart is sick
Corruption and criminal stroke
Chained to an uncertain future
The faith that lived in your heart
Flows down the drain
Blasphemy, God is dead
You don't need a reason
Inside your dungeon
You feel suicidal
Harvested by the vision of hate
Tormented brain
Tormented brain
Maybe tomorrow
You wil reach heaven
Where pleace and hapiness
Wait you forever