With each single breath, I pray for death
I curse my day of birth, I hate this stinking earth
I walk the path of self-destruction
just like your worthless kind I too was blind
but now that I'm awake, this world fills me with hate
I've cast away all false illusions

No more a servant nor a puppet on strings
the time has come for rebellion
this burden has for far too long wighed heavy on me
release my soul through a rope and a tree

With each step of mine, I cross the line
into where light is dark, and death is the spark
that ignites my satisfaction

Oh, to enter the sweetness of oblivion

Dark is the path that I wander
I curse your prophets, these proclaimers of hope
my mind is set, I am finally free
I shun this mortal coil and choose the way of the rope

On this my final day, I walk away
my body hanging cold
all hail the gallow's pole
the rope entwined brings me salvation

For the eternal sleep I hunger
this existence I can no longer cope
it's time to exit, I shall cease to breath
with a snare around my neck I walk the way of the rope
dark is the path that I wander
I shun your prophets, these proclaimers of hope
my mind is set, I am finally free
I shun this mortal coil and choose the way of the rope

No more a servant nor a puppet on strings
the time has come for rebellion
this burden has for far too long weight heavy on me
release my soul through a rope and a tree
no wish for immortality
but for the eternal black and tranquillity
for a cold dark place where life is not
and a shallow grave where I shall rot

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