May be we're all going to hell
May be there are no survivors at all
May be we're all trying very,very hard to save ourselves
But we are not able to
And we know how much it's wearing us out
How much the hopeless us is taken over our **** spirit
And burning it over and over again
Reminding us we can never find peace
Reminding us that may be this is what we deserve
May be this is how we can ever save ourselves
By getting as burnt as possible
By wounding us to the point where no blood oozes out from our skins
By shredding us into tiny insignificant flying bits
By producing in us a mutation that dissolves us into a nothing
May be that's our only nirvana
May be that's the only redemption.