Im carrying the weight of the world, alone in this fight.
and i fear these blood shot eyes, will never see the light.

A soul so tormented, my dreams i cannot hide,
For the game of life is painful, to rules we must abide.

So dark is my mind, i see nothing now.
And at deahts feet, even the innocent shall bow.

Tell me the point? to keep on with this battle
To be  but a number a heard the human cattle.

When at the end, death is all we know
so whats the point in living? its the devils favourite show.