6:10 the hunter does us all a great service, and we've done so much to deserve it.

i'm having a thought battle with myself every night until the sun rises above of me.

it feels like i'm talking on a stage and the audiences are my other 428 personalities.

there's so many voices in my head that i can't fucking hear my songs or even myself clearly anymore.

i may let the voices win this time just in case.

my therapy is smoking a cigarette in honor of the failure i’ve become.

i know i didn't end up anything, but from the age of 14 i always knew i didn't want to be nothing as well.

all i have is hatred, sorrow, and big amount of failures from the seconds i born till now. take it all or leave it.

my contempt grows quietly, my human insides destroyed violently. there's nothing left in my soul that makes me human anymore.

2:16 can't hide my emotions, they seep out of every pore. the humans make the planet a fucking whore, the problem's that humans are still alive. it'd be nicer and calmer if they fucking died.

can't stand them, can't listen, it hurts my head. i hope one day i wake up and they all are dead.

looking at sunrise while smoking my morning cig and thinking about why i'm not turning into dust as well.

there's no more brain to be eaten by the lack of sleep, it's eating my whole body.

i hate to admit that i'm trying my best to surviving when there's literally nothing to fight for.