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!