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There's no joy in life

Perfection only comes with death

The truth is found in shining, sharpened steel

Grant my deepest wish and set me free

There's no joy in life

Pleasure only comes with pain

I spit in your face, stinking world

No compromise as I subside

Fueled with cyanide

Touched by the hand of death

A caress that brings the cure

To this disease called life

In ecstasy I breathe no more

There's no joy in life

Satisfaction through demise

Glorious are the ways of death

Truly glorious are the ways of death