Neon Cervix from The Negative Zone

Pain

Is an organization

Made up by hope,
Set by beliefs

Fear
Was the primary objective

Suffered from lost
Humble by lies

Suicide was painted on heaven's door
Getting fucked all the time, can't take it no more

He got his mind in a web, with his heart on a dish

They slit his wrist
But they wish his skin was nailed on his flesh

Knife in the chest
Gutted from another drone that could be

What could be seen is loner bending down on his knees

Bleeding out,
Quarantined like a f*****g disease

How's could it be?
Cut his eyes out
Show him that he can see

As with trust is a virus that corroded thee

Rope on the attic
Hanging out
Swinging, dangling legs

F**k it.