It started out as an itch. How did it end up like this
There's only one way to know, for sure
These things you want me to say. Ideals you make me betray
The image I had of me, has gone away, and all that's left is this
Hell. Hell. This is, my own hell. My own, Personal hell
Life is a lesson. Something that you must learn
Like an expression. You'll learn or you'll get burned
It's not confession. This time the table's turned
It's my profession. Your fate has been confirmed
Before the end of this day. You will beg for your life
This is the end of your miserable life. It will end by the touch of this blasphemous knife
You will see in my eyes, the one that I despise
As your life drifts away, your world starts to decay From inside
Believe in something, but nothings ever there
I'm calling out to someone, but no one's ever cared
This life is fleeting. A bit too much to bear. Before beginning, a fate we all share
Abandon hope, because we always end up here
It's hell on earth, and I'm your worst fear