This Is Hell We're In - Deicide

Racing with death, life in a mess

Time growing shorter with every regret

Efforts subceeding, I’m losing restrain

Insincere promise I’ve broken again

Nothing can touch me for once I am dead

Exclude the body, the spirit is left

I have no problem in coping with life

It is this world that condemns me to die

THIS IS HELL WE’RE IN

Enduring in pain

IN THIS HELL WE’RE IN

I will not remain

THIS IS HELL WE’RE IN

Forbidden to want

FROM THIS HELL WE’RE IN

I wish to move on

Wrapped in self doubt enmeshed in the brain

Darkest depression succumbing again

Waiting the hour, the string snaps inside

Length of a second to take my own life

So it is promised I do not believe

Anything better than what I have seen

Out of this body, I wait for this day

In this hell were in, entangled in pain

Balance upset into leaning on death

Simplified option to life’s little test

Constantly guarding against its attack

Why were we put here to feel its effect

Violent pressure has tired my tries

It is my wish that it’s soon that I die

Hanging by threads to the realms of the sane

It is this world that has made me this way