Explored the hunt in my dreams
I couldn't believe
I'll be living this
Nightmares exist, cost of the clicks
Let me count them
Before the cliff
One click on it
2 clicks away
Guns are blazing
I can't make it rain
No other fantasy
Land of the dead was
A school named
talents factory
The child soldiers
The ****** mastery
I wish I was less
Curious blasphemy
Oh obscurities
Oh dear loser ***
Recipe of greatness
Be groomed and destroyed
I know you think right
He must have lost it all
I still breath
In these words for all
A little bit shy
A little too numb
It's the last click
I have bitten my tongue
It just goes in
To end the pain
No cyanide needed
And here comes the bells
Oh mama don't cry
Oh father be happy
I'm just out of the pain
Of this endless magazine