Desolation leads to suicide, Bleeding in my soul, bleeding in my eyes I’ve got another fucking need I hate to see when people bleed I can’t believe I will die in a cage, together with my rage I tried to fake my innocence which led me to a consequence since all the bad things I’ve done in the past they’re not the first , they’re not the last A twisted reality makes my intentions clear. A two-faced morality helps me to face all my fears. Deprivation leads to poverty and disease. Will I die on my feet or on my knees? Now the time has come to pay the bill Loss of personal identification skill I’ve got another fucking need I hate to see when people bleed I can’t believe I will die in a cage, together with my rage I’ve got no time I’ve got no time