Testo Death Upon

No matter how hard you pray god hates you now!
No matter how much you smile you just hide a frown
no matter how you get up they just throw you down
you say suicide is not the key I say its my key out of this fucked up life I always put my trust in my knife and I say FUCK YOU CHRIST!!!

Pride and Power!
blood and glory!
Suicide was the end of this story!
We must continue a dying race
dying is slow so I pick up the pace
for every bullet in which i write my name
i need death I want death we need death
we are hated by your god you pray because you fear death
I dont care so I slit my wrists
I feel lonely so I burn myself
I feel alone so I cut myself
SO I BRING DEATH UPON ME!!