Suicide in gore... I am so tired of my filthy life Obscenity has always been my way Depraved thoughts often rounded my mind But I am proud of what I did so far I tasted it all, any aberration My sick mind was so unpure, I had no control But in my life I'm not alone, I've my bloody love Who shares my visions, my macabre lusts Blood... an axe... a gun... Gorespattered suicide Necrophilia was so cold, necrophagia was... The tasteless I could eat Sadomasochistic sex, was a children's game... I felt no more pain So I decided, to commit suicide I thought about the goriest way to end with my life I'll shot my brains out with a gun in front of my girl So in case I have no guts, she will chop my head off Blood... an axe... a gun... Gorespattered suicide