Hells gates ebb ever closer
The call of death ringing in my ears
I hold taut the blade of a razor
Releasing the pain generations have feared

Death has come to claim my soul
One that is buried in anger and hate
The bells of destruction have started to toll
I must accept what has been written by fate

Almost two generations of psychological torture
Gives way to a mind so dark and twisted
that no amount of good luck or good fortune
Can alter my soul to one that's uplifted

Here ends the tale of a typical sinner
Whose life's been destroyed by all that's within
His emotions make him feel like a beginner
Its time to end this thing they call livin'