Life is a demented petty game.
From the ignorance these sadists play.
Why keep this charade?
It's clear everyone deserves to get slain.

Snaking your way into my head.
There's no way to get out of you people's hellbent plan.
There's also no part of me inside.
So ******* all and your petty army of belligerent parasitic flies.

The parasites never stop feeding.
It's their lies that are misleading.
No truth in this petty plot.
So far past distraught.
I hope you all ******* rot.

Life holds no value. Everyone's corrupt.
There will never be meaning because it's just everyone's misconstrued bluffs.
So why is life just a petty parasitic game?
I don't care anymore, why don't we all just get slain?

Why did i wish for more time?
There is nothing of beauty i could ever witness shine.
Life is nothing but a hoax of a charade.
Everyone treats life like a petty senseless superiority complex game.
So why the hell am i trapped in this mess entangled with lies?
I just hope that there is some mercy in my demise, because you sadists keep this mess going for years at a time.
And there was never a point, you all just showed me that life is the ugliest thing to encounter or coincide.

Get out of my head you parasitic *****.
Isn't it clear i've had enough?
No one gives people space.
Life is a disgrace.
Wipe your **** eating grins off your face, everything is so ******* petty and disgusting. It's just your sadistic needs you keep running.
So as i wish i could just drop dead, i'll try not to think about what you'd all look like without your heads.
Because none of you get out of mine so i guess everyone involved is better off dead, no less.

Life is too petty, everything has no value.
Where's the meaning? Nothing makes sense.
Life would be better if all of these ******* just dropped dead.

Petty games.
Why is life filled with lies and senseless disdain.
I can't stay sane, because everyone's eyes are filled with hate and most people are the same with the masquerade they play.
So why can't i get out of the pit they dug?
Life makes no sense and most people are fake or smug.
I don't know why i always get trapped in their sequence, but it feels like something that should just get dismissed.
But instead it's my life that stays in remiss.
All of this nonsense is driving me insane.
I need to find a way out because i don't see life as this ****** up petty game.

Sick of the *******, and the endless petty lies.
Sick of you people dictating my life, and trying to choose when i die.
All of this is such a disgrace.
I will probably never again wear a genuine smile on my face.

There's little to no way out.
This isn't doubt.
I'm trapped in you people's petty lies.
Everyone always keeps their disguise.
But when they show their true colours, it's just a disgrace.
No wonder why you people hide your true face.
Why keep me with your given disorders?
You people ruined life itself, there is absolutely no order.
So as i try to get out of the mess you people call "life".
I'll wonder why i can't succumb to the knife.
Because all you people do is bring strife, and plan for people to suffer and not survive.

Life is a hoax.
Can't do anything but choke.
I don't get why everyone plays these petty games.
Everything is intertwined in a web of lies and choas, there's little room to stay sane.
So as i try to get out of this petty somewhat merciless charade, i'll try not to have all of the blame put on me.
But it's part of their deception so i doubt anyone really cares to see.

The days go by, and there's little life left in this vessel.
Just an ever changing burden of everyone whose infected my being.
Was this mind ever mine? Or were you always entitled to everything i am?
No matter your plans, i hope they turn to sand.
Because there's no escape in this parasitic hand.
And nowhere to go that doesn't let me escape being hell bent from you digging me deeper into this pit.
Just hate and anger and fleeting feelings that never stay.
I need to get away but i'd rather be blown to ashes than go through your petty ******* for another day.

Life is lacking, and not in time.
It's despicable eyes telling senseless lies.
If there were a way i'd sever all ties.
But there's not much hope when it's all about your own demise.
So what was the point of coming back time and time again?
It's the entitled, power tripping minds ruining the same lives over again.
Why is it always their parasitic disease? Spreading hate at all costs, even when you try to leave.
Can i ever get away from this senseless charade?
******* all to hell, this isn't life. It's your petty, senseless and parasitic game.

When you have no hope, and everyone's been waiting for you to choke, death is only a salvation if you're at the end of the road.
I've been trapped for too long, there's no comfort in songs or dreams.
Everyone keeps their wrong judgment and behaviour going so it's always my life falling apart at the seams.
None of this makes any sense, so i guess it doesn't matter what anyone thinks it means.
You don't torture someone their entire existence and expect them to see what your sadistic bigotry seems to be.
But when you're stuck in a hell hole it doesn't matter what's next.
Because all of you people's planning and pre determination makes me wish me and my consciousness would just ******* drop dead.
So ******* all to burn, you all took any feeling and logic that could ever unfurl.
I'm a shard of what you people decided i am. There's no part of me that i can see i ever was. There's no part of who i am left, just your despicable plan to leave me in the dust.
I don't get your petty mind games and need for control.
**** your parasitic army, there is nothing but your chaotic web of lies to unfold.

The sadists never stop in their ignorance and hate.
There has never been a way to escape or change my untimely merciless fate.
Maybe it doesn't seem untimely but when they're always at your throat, there's never room to compromise, just stupid ultimatums until it's my time to go.
Every time i'm here, everything's the same. Just sadistic ignorance and giving me all of the blame.
I don't know or remember how all of this started. But it's one sided and pretty heartless.
There are no answers, only lies. And mostly everyone just changing their disguise.
There was never any cure to calm the tides.
Every time i live, they're always planning my demise.

It's hard to see what people want you to believe as reality.
It's not secrets, it's lies. Everything masked in a different disguise.
And if you don't comply to what they want to be true, they decide it's time for you to change your shoes, but life still stays misconstrued.
So why continue in this orchestrated web?
It only happens if they plan what's next.
So where's the beauty of wonder in finding out your life, not changing your mask and ending up with too much negativity and strife?
I don't think it ever mattered which "side" you were on.
Because if the sadists don't agree you're the next to be gone.
So excuse me for saying that you people have it wrong.
If this is how "life works" there's no meaning left, everyone's just strung along.

Death is lingering and no salvation seems to be in sight.
The days are blurring and getting too hard to bear and i can't seem to sleep at night.
The pettiness is growing, there's some fear i'm holding, for those i care about the pain keeps growing, and i don't know how to fix what's unfolding.
So how do i save myself or the ones i love?
It's heartbreaking to witness and something the ignorant sadists can't get enough of.
I don't know why life unfolds in despicable ways, there are too many problems and too much that needs to change.
But the power hungry won't stop and it makes no sense.
Even when things get out of hand they're all still blinded and hell bent.

There is no god anymore. He's an imposter.
When people stopped being pure, the psychopathic sadists came up with too much to foster.
There's no hope for anything with meaning.
All people are is ignorant and greedy.
No one is deserving, and the cult won't stop.
Is it a cult or the universe? This is a sickening plot.
You can't treat everyone you people don't like as your slaves.
Life is nothing but guilty parasitic liars and their games.
What is power if you cheat your way There?
And do whatever you want and dont care what's left anywhere?
Life could never last with this contorted reality of corruption.
I guess the ignorant sadists won because there's no way to rise above it.
******* all for the lives you ripped away, without any hope for any better day.
Life is nothing but death lingering on a page.
No one is deserving. There will never be another way.
So as you people keep playing god and the devil and karma, having everything you feel that life should be, it's no wonder life is this corrupt. And people lie, cheat and steal. And ruin those who can't see.
So keep playing games with your "immortal" personas. This is all a hoax. Everyone might as well be in a ******* coma.
Why is everything based on everyone's lies. All of your lying and stealing makes you all need a new disguise.
But all of the wrong genes have spread their way across everywhere they should have never gone.
Everyone involved should have been ******* rid from this world or suffering for their sins before anything went this wrong.

Everyone's deceiving.
What's the point to the chaos it's ignorant sadists who won't let me focus on leaving.
Why is this all so played out?
I can't even keep one consciousness in tact and there are too many doubts.
If there were any way I could change things and get rid of their contorted web of lies, maybe there wouldn't be so many people being forced to add to their disguise.
But all they want is power and control.
How many lives will go to waste before hell takes it's toll?
And now I'm stuck here trapped without my own soul, it's just the versions they keep in place until their plan unfolds.
So **** them all. Will they ever leave me the **** alone?
My life has always been trampled on by parasitic bigots with no mercy on anyone. They just keep their illusion going so no truth will ever unfold.

the conspiracy is growing. my merciless life and fate is unfolding.
I'll never give in because it's me against you people and all of your sins.
I don't care that I can't win. because winning seems so counterproductive.
why is life a contradictory competition but somehow all of you love it?
if there were a way I could leave id be gone without a trace. but you people keep this ******* going and I'm stuck trapped in a ******* cage.
this is just a demented race. to try to get what you people want and ruin everything in your way.
there's no hope for a better day. because this is a pointless game. and you people never stop it's just more lies and games to have everything your way.
when the greedy and conniving never give it a rest, will there ever be hope to get out of their orchestrated mess?
beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but there's no value anywhere in sight. it's just these bigots and their lies.
why keep wearing a disguise? why do you people enjoy ripping apart people's lives to bring their demise?
I'm done with being you people's ******* puppet. but I can't cut the ropes and I can't rise above it.
all of you people watch my every breath.
if I could escape, I think I could do away with the stress.
but I'm sick of all of you who won't get out of my head. I hope that day comes when the lead takes your final breath.
but that would be too easy, for the lifetime of torment.
I guess I'll have to find another way because you're all too ignorant to let this lie dormant.

maybe I thought he was a breath of fresher air.
call me what you want, but you're the biggest liar and hypocrite. can you even muster up the feelings to care?
I admit I'm not the smartest but it's possible to be trapped in melancholy and despair.
maybe that's why I'm more boring than wallpaper or a chair.
but at least I don't have the kind of decieving heart, that gives you what you need until all of your life falls apart.
I don't have it in me to lie if I care. and if I never did, then you were never there.
so in light of whatever the past was, I'll just forget the time we spent because it's clear that it was just a facade.
try to seem bigger by writing a page of text, and when I try to respond you've just up and left.
I guess you could say it was good while it lasted, but the way my life's been unfolding I'll be lucky to end up in a merciless casket.
so **** them all and ******* too.
it's no wonder you just disappeared because apparently even time spent with you is misconstrued.

I could tie you all up one by one, but there isn't enough suffering I could cause to properly get the job done.
not even a diamond saw could let me torture you enough. not enough blood, not enough guts. even blistering your skin with a blow torch would even let me overcome.
so as the days pass by and I wish I could slaughter you all, I'll hope sometime soon you ***** all fall.
but the only way that would ever suffice is to rip out your organs through your mouth and your belly button for making my existence more than a hellish bad dream always leading to my merciless demise.

if the problems were always lingering around every bend, why did they have to survive? why didn't they reach their unspeakable end.
life feels pretend and there's no logic or truth.
it's no wonder they keep people blinded to keep the truth misconstrued.
so as I wish for them to reach the bowels of hell, for torturing who they see fit and prying their way into this shell.
I'll come to realize they deserve a lot worse than any imaginable hell.
for taking away people's chances and lives, and keeping their souls on their shelves.

falling further down the staggering *****.
nothing left, nowhere to go.
I've lost any chance to find my own place to call home.
but everything's lost and my true feelings never show.
so as I try to understand how the choas started, I'll try to figure out how I'm not broken hearted.
I guess my fate is up to my merciless demise.
and how I never fully thought about my lack of time.

Maybe some people look into the sides wrong.
Life isn’t something to string people along.
Why put the blame on others when something goes wrong.
And when things don’t work out in your favour why is causing harm the tune you sing along?
I may not have all the answers but I try to help.
Even when my karma causes me to dwell.
I’m not sure if I’m just a shell, but you can’t put peoples lives in the palms of your hands just to put them through a constant hell.

Why can’t I run away in my dreams?
When I wake up it’s never as it seems.
How can you tell the difference between reality and dreams?
Waking up in strange places and your life is falling apart at the seams.
I still can’t fathom what life means.
But I’m still going the distance being pushed back by my unsteady feet.

What does anyone deserve? When this whole ******* town has proved to be the worst of the worst.
I hope you all crash and burn, but with all the lies will it ever be your turn?
Why can’t I inflict the most excruciating pain? For tearing my life apart at the seams and driving me insane.
No pain would ever suffice.
A mallet? A sledgehammer?
How can I bring your demise?
Is a tile cutter enough to cause you to beg for mercy?
Or would I need to blister your skin after with a blow torch for never letting me see clearly.
But none of this would ever be just.
Unless I drill into your eyes and rip them apart. Only to sawter out your heart.
But would any of this ever be enough?
Nothing will ever suffice because none of this people have anything but despicable distrust.
So as I fantasize about ways to get the job done, the only way is to brutally mutilate and dismember you all after blinding you. One by one.

The distortion never ends.
Too violated to mend.
I’d reverse castrate you for the disgust.
Why am I so stupid it’s clear my life is filled with distrust.
So as I think about drilling through your eyeball, I’ll think about how I wish you’d just end it all.
Leave me the **** alone and stop using me as your puppet.
But you’ve been doing this my whole existence, why do you love it?
Maybe one day I’ll off you myself.
But until then I’ll try not to mutilate myself from this petty disgusting hell.

The shots never cease.
I’m always burning from within.
Why didn’t I just not panic and let the sadness win.
I guess if you’re hopeless for too long nothing will ever be right.
But it doesn’t matter when it’s you against the mass and you can’t sleep through the night.
Why do I care so much about ounces of hope that come and go?
I guess that’s what happens when you’re always alone.
So as I try not to let them further damage my spirit, I’ll keep trying to be strong but death I still fear it.
I guess I’m nearing the final page, I guess it was always too late. If only I wasn’t so stupid and made such grave mistakes.

Am I as alone as the moon?
I guess I don’t make the seas sail smoothly so there might be more room for the gloom to consume.
Why do I even try?
It’s clear that I should just drown in the tides.
So why is life such a never ending battle.
Me against the masses. And I know to no one I’ll never matter.
So why is my being so scattered?
Maybe then I’d be more whole.
But it would only be a matter of time until death took its toll.
So what’s with the people who pretend to care?
I don’t need anything fake, it just clouds the air.
Meaningless encounters might be my fate.
I guess I’ll just never escape all of my naive mistakes.

Losing my mind.
Is there any hope to regain my sanity?
There is no value inside this rib cage,
And all of life seems to be staged.
I try to break free, but the problem is always me.
There will never be a key.
If only I could see that this life just wasn’t meant for me.

I guess I’ll never really feel at home.
Because my heart too often turns to stone.
It’s nice sometimes to not feel so alone.
But with the waning of the moon I’m running out of places to go.
So why do I always end up with hope?
I know there’s nothing for me in this life, but I can’t find a path on this staggering road.
So until I find a better way to go, I guess I’ll always be leaving because alone is what I know.

Thanks for dragging me into your petty ******* games.
Torturing me as a child and driving me insane.
Why **** someone when they can’t fathom what you’re doing?
Why am I in the middle of this chaotic web, and my time too soon always expires?
I don’t get why you did this and there was never a reason.
Just because you want to put life in the palms of your hands, **** your lies and all of your plans.
How many people will suffer before people realize that you should all burn?
I’d get a sledgehammer and start with your heads.
Saw your chest open and rip out your heart because you leave me crippled in your ****** up mess.
But none of this would ever suffice.
You all deserve to rot and burn, for playing karma and never changing the tides.
But look at that, you all end up fine every single time.
**** your alliance and get grinded to shreds.
This has gone on for too long and the only thing that makes sense is sawing off your heads.

Stuck living my life with the liars and the snakes.
I’d slit your ******* throats with the rustiest blade.
Yes I want your blood.
But it doesn’t matter because it’s all of you and I’m only one.
Nailing your eyeballs into their sockets would never suffice.
For all of this conniving *******, just to take any every single part of my life.
Well I’d tie you to a post, sawter your arms to see what hurts the most.
Only after skinning you alive, I’d get the gasoline and torch you to death for pre determining my existence only to lead me to my demise.
So does anyone deserve a life of torment?
Maybe it’s like beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but if your the ones who play god or karma or whatever the **** it is.
You people should live like the people you keep in remiss.
But no one wants to cut your ties, because it’s always your word against anyone else whose trying to change the tides.
So go ahead and keep people suffering.
It’s only a matter of time until there’s nothing left but everyone’s demise.

You people are so conniving.
Playing god or karma to bring pain to the ones you want dying.
Stop giving people disorders to stay where you want in life.
You’re in an artificial hierarchy, fueled by your egos and power driven minds.
Just because you all think you know what’s best.
So tell me, whose lives should this lead to their demise?
It’s all of you.
And you snake your way into the minds of the weak.
Pretending to provide a helping hand but the future is so bleak.
Why do you need to have all of this control?
You’re all part of a fake ******* cult, and on humanity it’s taken it’s toll.
Go ahead and corrupt everyone,
You’re all so blinded by the way you do everything.
That all you people care about is what you want.
You keep people as your petty ******* slaves and ******* the peace out of everything.

Why live your life to be powerful?
******* over anyone you see fit.
And you try to keep people in fear for your own benefit.
What is the point of these games? There is nothing if nothing ever has meaning.
So keep feeding this mess that you drag people into.
One day you’ll all fall through the cracks of your misleading plot.
It’s a chaotic web and the more people you string along, the more will go wrong when you’re all the same.
Why the **** don’t you people see any other way?
This is all a petty hoax and there’s no point in trying to play.
So go ahead and put peoples lives in the palms of your hands.
But if the people in power are doing this you’re no better than what the government plans.

There is no good anywhere I look.
Just people hiding behind whatever false reality I believe in.
Well life is lacking and no one cares about any consequences of any of their actions.
So how do I get away?
Why am I stuck in the this charade?
Why is life just fuckery and their lies and constant games?
I want to go to the edge of the earth to see if there’s any hope out there.
But I doubt there’s any hope for a breath of fresher air.
I don’t get the corruption.
Or why the lives they lead make them love it.
It’s like a cycle of lying and conniving greed.
Fueled by their sick minds to get more “evil” and they don’t care to see.
Yet the problem is still me.
So ******* all and your petty games, I just want to be able to breathe.

Where do you go when you can’t take the blade?
I don’t understand why this life holds so much pain.
Would I be better off wandering in the rain?
I have no idea where to turn because I’m going insane not being able to turn the page.
So as I block out the bad, and hope they let me it of their grasp, I’ll hope that one day this is something I can get past.
But there’s nothing for me here and nothing is clear.
I just think things would be better if someone was near.

The days are melting together and I can’t find my way out of this mess.
I don’t know where to go or what to do with the stress.
As the rain clouds come and go I find that the feeling of woe isn’t so bad.
But this charade is getting old and I wonder which breath will be my last.
As I reminisce on the joys that life used to hold, I’ll ponder about the fact that this life got so cold.
So as I try to find my way into a brighter hue, I’ll keep my eyes on the skyline to try to stay away from the blues.
But what does life hold if there isn’t any meaning?
I don’t know what’s next but I doubt it’s something I can fathom seeing.

Everyone’s eyes are filled with senseless hate, there’s never been a way to escape.
I’ll probably never get off this page, but if I had it my way you’d all get slain.
So is there another way? Or are you all deciding my fate?
The way my life works I’m stuck in this mindless game.
I guess in your eyes it all makes sense.
But it’s so demented that I can’t fathom what’s next.
None of this will ever be justifiable.
It’s me against the mass, I’m not in ******* denial.
So as I try to look past the fact that you’re all despicably vile.
I’ll try to get away because nothing that’s happened since you people started my suffering has never been anything other than a deviant smile.

Everything’s been stripped away.
I’m still trapped in a cage.
Like a bird without wings.
Never seeing again the joy life brings.
So why is everything left ablaze?
I can’t get out of this catastrophic maze.
So is there another way?
With the rooks in my way and I’m just their pawn.
Will I ever hear a better song?
Whatever happens I know I’ll soon be gone.

They’re spinning me into a cocoon in this web of lies.
Why can’t I break free?
Stop trapping me in your sequence of fuckery.
The problem isn’t me, it’s you people only out to get your way, why the **** can’t you see?
So as I try to escape their slimy plot.
I’ll try to feel less distraught.
In hopes of escaping the mass, but I’m in the middle of the crossfire.
**** them all and any meaning to last.

The days are starting to melt together.
Blurry memories are no longer keeping me sane.
Will I be able to turn the page?
Or will I get dragged down into a series of pain?
Maybe things will stay distorted.
But if I could change things I would find truth and bring order.
I don’t know where I’ll end up.
But if I can get away it will be enough.
I just want to appreciate the sun and the stars.
But every ounce of happiness seems like it’s too far.
So as I spend my time alone with the moon,
I’ll keep trying to get out of this web, in hopes that things get less contorted and misconstrued.

Go ahead and play your sadistic petty ******* cause you all want my head.
Well it goes both ways cause life would be better if you people were dead.
If only I could drive a ******* stake through your heads.
But wait I’m just one person so I guess it doesn’t matter what’s said.
Driving a stake through your heads would never suffice, for all your petty torment always leading to you feeding my demise.
You’ve always had petty hate locked behind your eyes.
Do you really have to drive people insane to feel good at times?
Yeah I guess you have a hold on whatever’s left of this being.
But you all deserve to get slain then rot for an eternity because this is something no sane person could fathom seeing.

Why won’t you give your childish games a rest?
I’m sick of this nonsense ******* and the given stress.
What the **** do you people have planned next?
My life is the product of this mess, or maybe this stress unfolded how awful things can really get.
So why s it always me against the mass?
There’s no hope for any good to last.
I don’t see the point in having orchestrated masks.
Or why my life ending is the solution to your plans.
So go to hell or rot and burn, you’ve all robbed me of any self worth.

Well I’m trapped in this body without anything mine as what I lack.
When your mind is disguised and you can’t keep track of time, how do you be yourself again and reclaim your being that was already on the mend?
I don’t understand this sadistic charade.
I don’t understand why it’s all of them and their sick games.
It’s me vs them waiting to get slain.
I just wish I could get away and turn the page. But with my life it’s only a matter of time until the snaked their way back in to deceptively end my fate.

Why torment someone for so long that they’re weak at the knees?
My life is a hoax that’s always been tearing apart at the seams.
What’s with the deception?
These disorders corrupt my recollection.
But I find that I can only be, why won’t they leave this vessel? It’s clear I’m trapped and they just can’t see.
Or maybe they can but they use me for their contortion.
There has to be another way but I can’t find the notion.
So as I try to stop drowning in this mess of petty slavery, I’ll try to see more clearly until I can live my life as only me.

The serpents never stop their conniving sadism.
It’s suburban terrorism.
Why am I always in the middle of the crossfire?
Isn’t it clear that there’s more to life than childish petty desires?
I feel like I’m walking through a shooting range. But it’s all staged. Just like these games.
I’ve always been too weak to play.
Until you tainted my being to make me the same.
I don’t want to be like them.
It’s lies and torment. When will they descend?
But when you don’t care and you’re part of the mass, you won’t care what’s fair. You’ll just steal from the weak and make sure you **** them dry until that breath is their last.

When you can’t take the sting of the blade, and the orchestrated mess gets worse and doesn’t change, how do you turn the page?
If I could breathe my last breath of air, without a care of what else is in this world, would there be hope to let the good in life unfurl?
I can’t see anything good, right or just.
Just want to end this mess of my life because with them it’s all a fuss.
When will it end?
I know I’ll never mend.
But until I breathe a breath of fresher air, I’ll just keep hiding because life isn’t just unfair.
It’s me against the mass and it’s all an untimely dare.

The winding road knows no end.
It’s a series of lies and I can’t pretend.
Nothing is alright, any good is out of sight.
I can’t hide in my dreams but at least I can sleep through the night.
The chaos never ceases and nothing is alright.
There’s no hope to see the light because any brighter hue is out of sight.
So as I hope they give it a rest, I’ll try to remember the feeling that we’re once in my chest.
But none of this makes any sense.
It’s just an orchestrated hoax **** why can’t this just end?