thousand times killednnbefore the moment that woundsnnmind raped, hands tiednnsick sexuality becoming my instinctnnnncold knife, razor bladennyou have a diseasenncalled human lifennworld collapsing with red colournnnndisconsolate aboutnnall the ones that bleednnmy world imprisonednnand another victim revisednnnnsodomized with a bladennblessed are the onesnnthat i will takennto happy go merry-aroundnnnneverything with a meaningnnclarified intendsnnwill lose its determinationnnall that matters (to me)nnnnsodomized with a bladennblessed are the onesnnthat i will takennto happy go merry-aroundnnnnnothing but lifennescaping from the soulless human formnntime to give my black torturennto live the next moment until the endnnnneverything with a meaningnnclarified intendsnnwill lose its determinationnnnndark thoughts fill my headnnnaked body tiednnwith ten feet chainnneyes smashed, fingers cutnnnneverything with a meaningnnclarified intendsnnwill lose its determinationnnall that matters (to me)nnnndead wounded imprisoned