I feel worse as my hands are nailed to the cross
I feel worse as my forehead is scarred with thorns
I feel sick as my will gets very weak
I feel sick as my mind plays dirty tricks on me
Driving driving me insane
In the chambers of pain
Schizophrenia arrives
I see demons everywhere
I stuck in despair
And no one hear my cries
I feel fine as I’ve got a sin on my mind.
I feel fine as I wish’em well as they die
I feel hot as I watch the torment of god
I feel hot as I ride down the left hand road
I feel worse as insomnia gets close
I feel worse as my vicious heart glows
I feel worse as I’m fucked on the cross
I feel worse, I feel worse
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