no tomorrow mind of suicide
want to make an end of this living death
the soul dies the body stays
born dead buried alive
the void returns
the suffer becomes more and more
and torture starts again
set me free
set me free from a curse called sorrow
all that was once a strengh
become more weak than ever
so i walk with heavy feet
along this lonley road to end this curse
the void returns
the suffer becomes more and more
and torture starts again
set me free
set me free from a curse called sorrow
now feel the wind of falling in depths of death