Life is a long lived torment

Haunted by our useless existence

The world will still keep decaying

When we're all in our grave

Depression

Live is morbid hell

Precious? I think not

Who cares about the fellow man

You’re all just a bunch of fucking bastards

Depression

Your life will one day cease

You'll lie there in a box

What have you accomplished?

Compared to what you've lost

Depression