Texty: Yellow 5. Living Sacrifice.

How is it that?
I can be full of such
Love and hate
It's you that I love so much
And you who makes me
Hate this life so much
How can that be?

Insomnia and depression
Have their own ways of killing
They melt your insides
And fry your brain
I have my own way of fun
I sum up the thoughts in my head
And carve the letters
Into my skin
I have no compassion
I have no more value
For your life or mine


I am so dark and cold
I want to taste your blood
I want to make you hurt
Being like this
Makes me forget who I am
Not that I ever knew
Who I was inside
I have no intention
Of making the best of things
Cause I'm just a
Living sacrifice