Humanity's so overrated
My tests have been turned in and graded
I got an F in humanity
An A in insanity
Because morals are things I have traded

I traded my morals because I don't need them
Although I used to eat, sleep, drink, and bleed them
Without morals and feelings this pain I can bear
Sometimes it's almost like I'm not even there
And now I put down my thoughts so you can all read them

Escape and suppression are two different things
If suppress is to hum then escape is to sing
Those who suppress are told they can leave
Those who escape leave many to grieve
The mourners dress in black and the church bells will ring

To be rid of this madness you must be rid of your life
Be rid of your parents, your children, your wife
Yeah they might miss you but you wont feel sad
You don't feel anything, remember, you're mad
The only thing you may feel is the embrace of a knife

There is nothing else past the threshold of death
Not the pain of regret not your sweet lover's breath
So there's no need to worry
And certainly don't hurry
Because the last thing you know will be death

By reading these words you may not find pleasure
But maybe these ideas will stick with you forever
The reaper has come
My emotions are numb
The executioner will now pull the lever

But before I go and before I die
I have one last thing to say and that is
Goodbye