My life is bleedingnIt’s seething,nCompleting it’s sick crimenThe world is turningnAnd it’s burningnIt’s burning me alivennIt must be a sign of the timesnOf the crimes haunting menIt must be fate… ain’t it greatnHow it kills you slowly… and slowlynnAnd slowly we dienAnd slowly we dienAnd slowly we dienDiennTheir words are seeding, misleadingnCreating miserynThe system’s rapingnAnd taking what they pleasennIt must be a sign of the timesnOf the crimes haunting menIt must be fate… ain’t it greatnHow it kills you slowly… and slowlynnAnd slowly we dienAnd slowly we dienAnd slowly we dienDiennWe’re not so freenControlling powers leading menTo who I amnWon’t be a puppet of the mannnAnd slowly we dienAnd slowly we dienAnd slowly we dienDie