Из альбома: First Degree Suicide
Find yourself in airtight space,
strapped into a chair.
Eyes staring at you,
mouth preaching to oyu.
Remembering the past,
remembering the acts.
Last supper, last victimg,
silenced, you are now.
Inhale today,
inhale the redemption.
Face your redeemer now,
inhale the redemption.
No-one will miss you,
no-one will care.
No-one will try to stop them,
no-one will try to save you.