Suicide is part of our life While wasting time with consuming tasks Eat all you see, you see nothing Hopes are shelters to hide the vision of yourself Seventy sixty decay begun Greed makes the world move around And it dropped like nuclear bombs A fake truth will liberate our minds Is it a deuce in disguise Look at your body A painted puppet, a poor toy Of jolted parts ready to collapse A diseased and suffering thing With a heart full of false imaginings The price of truth is too high to be paid Let us live with this cheap life