Killers
Observing my inhuman environmentNothing here to become attached toMakes it easy to let go ...A plague on you! No placebo left for you.
What is sanity?What is serenity?
Maybe one day, in my white room,someone remembers me?!And maybe some day some creaturemight even cherish me?!
How disturbing! A demon in my eyes?You put me here, I guess to let me die.The cannibals mask is only for your protectionThe virus travels through my tongue, they say.
Compassion, not part of your vocabularyForgiveness, not of mineFear my revenge you pathetic foolI am not yet forsaken