Die Cut my wrists with laughter and pleasure Slit my flesh for my own wasted mind To Satan I offer thee For what once was, and what I could be Bloodstained eyes Written by my demons Take no disguise In my own blood I draw the symbols of memories My own disease Take forth the shell that once breed the parallels of infinity My own divinity My misanthropy When - will my restless journey begin Night - will conquer with the enslaved ghosts of Times Tragedies In my own blood I draw the symbols of memories My own disease Take forth the shell that once breed the parallels of infinity My own divinity In the woods with silence and serenity My hatred for humanity Guide the blade, fuck you I'll Spill my blood just to despite you My misanthropy