Let me go cut myself
Let me go bleed and cry
Nobody understands me
I just want see, infected blood dripping

What I will do
I can not see the truth
While I suffer
I want to clear my mind

Never feel what is called peace and joy
And the only cure would be death or flee of this life

What I will do
I can not see the truth
While I suffer
I want to clear my mind

The disease was the only one who know me
By my side
Without letting me chances to live

In my disease
My life is linked on this
That torments me
In day and night

A disease that no one can help
I do not know what to do
Is too late to cry
I lost my life

I do not know what to do
Is too late to cry
Do grud, does not more
I lost my life

I lost my life
In my disease
I lost my life